Don't Go In The Old Green House

<img src="http://s11.postimg.org/lat1k2x77/front_door.png" width="500" height="300"> The front door creaks and closes heavily behind you. You are standing in the foyer of a dilapitated once-grand house. You're in the Old Greene House, the one everyone in town says to never enter. It's Halloween. You must spend an hour inside. [[Check the time on your phone.]] [[Go farther inside.]] [[Stay standing next to the front door.]]

<img src="http://s15.postimg.org/c3p5fxr6j/staircase.png" width="500" height="300"> There's a long hallway leading from the front door. You walk its whole long length. There's a door on the left, a staircase, and an open doorframe on the right. You're not going up the stairs in a notoriously haunted house, no way. [[Look in the mirror in the hallway.]] [[Open the door on the left.]] [[Go in the doorframe on the right.]]

<img src="http://s28.postimg.org/89zlrqukt/entrance.png" width="500" height="300"> The house is still but your heart is pounding fast. You just have to wait here until the hour is up and you can leave. [[Go farther inside.]] [[Stay still.]]

<img src="http://s28.postimg.org/89zlrqukt/entrance.png" width="500" height="300"> At first the house seemed silent but as you stand here, small noises start to stand out to you. Every now and then you hear the clink of dusty crystal, a floorboard creak, and is that a few piano notes? It smells like musty sweat and cracking paint. [[Go farther inside.]] [[Stay rooted.]]

It's 11:08 PM. [[Stay standing next to the front door.]] [[Go farther inside.]]

<img src="http://s28.postimg.org/89zlrqukt/entrance.png" width="500" height="300"> A white shape crosses the hallway. [[Go farther inside.]]

<img src="http://s12.postimg.org/e48zkr9ml/mirror.png" width="500" height="300"> You see yourself. [[Go in the doorframe on the right.]] [[Open the door on the left.]]

<img src="http://s15.postimg.org/c3p5fxr6j/staircase.png" width="500" height="300"> The door is locked. [[Go in the doorframe on the right.]] [[Look in the mirror in the hallway.]]

<img src="http://s3.postimg.org/rdrudgrhf/kitchen.png" width="500" height="300"> You turn the corner around the door frame and step from a dark, dusty hallway into a bright, clean kitchen. It looks as if a family is about to sit down to dinner. The gross-old-house smell is gone and it now smells like reheating frozen pizza. The electric lights are on. A little girl is sitting alone at the table. [[Say "Hello."]] [[Say "What the hell are you doing here?"]]

<img src="http://s23.postimg.org/8aupeonqz/madison_talking.gif" width="500" height="300"> "Hi." [[Ask "Is that your Halloween costume?"]] [[Ask "What's your name?"]]

<img src="http://s23.postimg.org/8aupeonqz/madison_talking.gif" width="500" height="300"> "I live here," She says. "I'm waiting for mommy and daddy to get home." [[Ask "What's your name?"]] [[Ask "Is that your Halloween costume?"]] [[Say "You're creepy."]]

<img src="http://s23.postimg.org/8aupeonqz/madison_talking.gif" width="500" height="300"> "Well, it was at first. Now it's just my clothes." She says. "I'm Madison. What's your name?" [[Tell her your name.]]

<img src="http://s23.postimg.org/8aupeonqz/madison_talking.gif" width="500" height="300"> "Madison. I lived here my whole life. What's your name?" [[Tell her your name.]] [[Ask where her parents are.]]

<img src="http://s23.postimg.org/8aupeonqz/madison_talking.gif" width="500" height="300"> "I'm Lisa." "Hi Lisa. Bradley says mom and dad abandoned us, but Chrissie says we just have to stay right here and they'll come back." Madison points to a plastic bag on top of the fridge. "Can you get me my Halloween candy? Chrissie put it up there so I don't eat it all at once." [[Get the candy.]]

<img src="http://s23.postimg.org/8aupeonqz/madison_talking.gif" width="500" height="300"> "I dunno." You ask "How long ago did they leave?" "I forget. Do you want some of my Halloween candy?" Madison points to a plastic bag on top of the fridge. "Sam took my candy and put it where I can't reach. Can you get it?" [[Yes.|Get the candy.]] [[No.]]

<img src="http://s23.postimg.org/8aupeonqz/madison_talking.gif" width="500" height="300"> She looks upset. "Everyone is so mean to me..." [[Say "Are you gonna cry, little bitch?"]] [[Say "I'm sorry, let's start over. What's your name?"|Ask "What's your name?"]]

<img src="http://s28.postimg.org/43sjhmz4d/madison_cries.gif" width="500" height="300"> "I'm sick of this! I'm going to tell Chrissie you were mean to me!" [[Don't back down.]] [[Apologize and ask her name.|Ask "What's your name?"]]

The little girl slides out of the kitchen. You run after her. When you round the corner, the previously locked door is open. [[Go inside.]]

A figure sits at a piano. She is raggedly, horribly thin. Her skeletal hands make a clumsy melody on the piano. "Were you mean to my little sister?" [[Lie.]] [[Tell the truth.]]

YOU'RE LYING!!!!!! She lunges at you and grasps your neck. You're going to die! [[Fight back, but everything is going dark.]]

The thin woman shrieks and leaps at you. Her sharp teeth sink into your arm. You scream and hit her face so she lets go, but her teeth land in your neck next time. [[You feel her teeth piercing your throat.|Fight back, but everything is going dark.]]

<img src="http://s27.postimg.org/tewnlw3ub/you_died.png" width="500" height="300"> YOU DIED! Have a little empathy next time. [[Start over, numbskull.|Title card]]

<img src="http://s23.postimg.org/8aupeonqz/madison_talking.gif" width="500" height="300"> Madison looks disappointed. [[Get the candy.]]

<img src=http://s3.postimg.org/rdrudgrhf/kitchen.png" width="500" height="300"> You sit down at the table with Madison and unwrap a piece of candy. It's a caramel, but when you bite into it, it fizzles like Pop Rocks. Madison pops a big piece of hard candy into her mouth. She says "I'm so hungry all the time. Bradley says we're running out of the money mom left us, and even when we can buy stuff Sylvia only really knows how to make mashed potatoes." [[Ask "Who is Sylvia?"]] [[Ask "Who is Bradley?"|Ask "Who is Sylvia?"]]

<img src="http://s23.postimg.org/8aupeonqz/madison_talking.gif" width="500" height="300"> Oops, Madison is still talking. "Did you know a mother's womb is like a house? That's where a baby lives before it is born. But a womb doesn't have a bathroom or a kitchen or a chimney. So it's not really a house." [["That's right," You say.]]

<img src="http://s23.postimg.org/8aupeonqz/madison_talking.gif" width="500" height="300"> "That's right," You say. "A womb only has an exit. A baby can't stay there forever." "I guess that makes sense." Madison says. [[Ask about the other people in the house.]] [[Check the time again.]]

<img src="http://s23.postimg.org/8aupeonqz/madison_talking.gif" width="500" height="300"> "Sam, Chrissie, and Sylvia are triplets. Sylvia is the oldest. Bradley is 3 years younger than them, so he's 15. I'm the youngest, I'm 6. I like being youngest." Madison peeks out the window. "There are people outside!" [[Say "Those are my friends."]]

It's 11:20 PM. [[Ask about the other people in the house.]]

<img src="http://s23.postimg.org/8aupeonqz/madison_talking.gif" width="500" height="300"> "I should go talk to them." You say. "I'm going to go, okay, Madison?" "Okay," She says. [["I'll walk you to the door."]]

<img src="http://s10.postimg.org/8edhy3vih/front_door_missing.png" width="500" height="300"> The front door is missing, in its place is bumpy empty wall. You thump your hands on the wall but the door is gone. "Jeez Louise," Madison says. "Sylvia is playing tricks again." [["How can I get out of here?"]]

<img src="http://s23.postimg.org/8aupeonqz/madison_talking.gif" width="500" height="300"> "You'll have to go talk to Sylvia. She's really mean though. Everyone is being really mean to me lately." [["Where is everyone else?"]]

<img src="http://s23.postimg.org/8aupeonqz/madison_talking.gif" width="500" height="300"> "Sylvia is flying in the attic. Chrissie turned into sound in the piano room. Sam got washed down the drain in the bathroom. Bradley got into the walls. I found everyone, then I went back to the kitchen to wait for dinner." [["So I should go to the attic to talk to Sylvia?"]]

<img src="http://s23.postimg.org/8aupeonqz/madison_talking.gif" width="500" height="300"> "Ummmm, okay. The attic is locked, though. And I don't have the key. I'll come with you, I guess." [[Go to the kitchen|Go to the kitchen.1]] [[Go up the stairs|Go up the stairs.1]] [[Go to the room across from the kitchen|Piano Room.1]]

<img src=http://s3.postimg.org/rdrudgrhf/kitchen.png" width="500" height="300"> The kitchen seems the same as before, but you can no longer look out the bay windows. The other side of the glass is solid matte black. [[Pick up a chair and throw it at the glass.]] [[Go to the room across from the kitchen|Piano Room.1]] [[Go upstairs|Go up the stairs.1]]

<img src=http://s9.postimg.org/z4tsrzf1b/upstairs.png" width="500" height="300"> Along the upstairs hallway there are entrances to some bedrooms, the attic, and the bathroom. All of these doors are locked to you now. Madison says "Maybe Chrissie can help us. She's in the piano room, downstairs." [[Go to the piano room|Piano Room.1]] [[Go to the kitchen|Go to the kitchen.1]]

<img src=http://s24.postimg.org/t689hxh0l/piano_room.gif" width="500" height="300"> You try the door again. This time, it's open. This is the music room. Everything is covered in a thick layer of dust. There are some papers and feathers scattered around on the floor and on the once-beautiful antique furniture. In the middle of the room stands a filthy grand piano. Madison calls out. "Chrissie? Are you here?" No reply. [[Read some of the papers.]] [[Sit at the piano.]]

<img src=http://s13.postimg.org/l2b9r8o2v/black.png" width="500" height="300"> The glass breaks. The chair and shards of glass fall to the floor. The open crack in the glass remains a solid black. You try to put your hand out the window but the black pushes back. It's as if the entire house has been suspended in black Jell-O. "Sylvia's not gonna let you out..." Madison says. [[Go upstairs|Go up the stairs.1]] [[Go in the room across from the kitchen|Piano Room.1]]

<img src=http://s17.postimg.org/uadqurcnj/music.png" width="500" height="300"> They're mostly musical scores, but the pages have been mixed up and scattered. Some have frantically scribbled notes in the corners. [[Read more papers.]] [[Sit at the piano.]] [[Go to the kitchen|Go to the kitchen.1]]

<img src=http://s3.postimg.org/w06c4s6jn/at_the_piano_1.png" width="500" height="300"> "So Chrissie likes to play the piano?" you ask. "She stayed in here forever after mom went on a trip. She played the piano all day and stopped talking to me." Madison says. You look at the keys. "Well, I need to talk to her. It's been a while since I practiced, though." What note do you play? [[C|Failed note]] [[C#|Failed note]] [[D|Failed note]] [[D#|Failed note]] [[E|Note 1 correct]] [[F|Failed note]]

This one is all scribbled over...it doesn't make sense. [[Read more papers|Papers.1]] [[Sit at the piano.]]

This looks like something Chrissie wrote, but you can't read her writing. [[Read more papers.|Fur Elise]] [[Sit at the piano.]]

<img src=http://s10.postimg.org/5kyp3hr2h/fur_elise_notes.png" width="500" height="300"> "This is a song Chrissie was teaching me. That's why she wrote the notes at the bottom. I wasn't smart enough to learn it, though, and she got mad and wouldn't teach me anymore." [[Read more papers.|Papers.2]] [[Sit at the piano.]]

Chrissie's diary again. [[Sit at the piano.]]

<img src=http://s8.postimg.org/3o60o2o5h/at_the_piano_2.png" width="500" height="300"> A pale hand falls heavily on yours, stopping you from playing. [["Are you Chrissie?"|At the piano with chrissie]]

<img src=http://s9.postimg.org/uwgn09k2n/chrissie_Talking.gif" width="500" height="300"> "You're Chrissie? Can you help me?" [[She doesn't respond.]]

<img src=http://s9.postimg.org/uwgn09k2n/chrissie_Talking.gif" width="500" height="300"> "I need to talk to Sylvia. Where is she?" [[Chrissie opens her mouth to speak.]]

<img src=http://s9.postimg.org/uwgn09k2n/chrissie_Talking.gif" width="500" height="300"> Chrissie is moving her lips, but the only sound you hear is a few weak piano notes. "You can't talk?" She shakes her head. "Do you have the key to the attic?" [[Chrissie reaches down.]]

<img src=http://s11.postimg.org/eoyekq4r7/chrissie_reaching.png" width="500" height="300"> [[She hands you a key.]]

<img src=http://s14.postimg.org/s1nt5duqp/blue_key.png" width="500" height="300"> "Thank you. Do you want to come with us?" Chrissie shakes her head. [["Goodbye, Chrissie."]]

<img src=http://s24.postimg.org/d1h9ayo9x/chrissie_shakes_head.gif" width="500" height="300"> [[Leave the piano room.]]

<img src="http://s15.postimg.org/c3p5fxr6j/staircase.png" width="500" height="300"> Madison looks over. "That's the key to Bradley's room, actually. It's upstairs." [[Go upstairs.|on the stairs.1]]

<img src="http://s9.postimg.org/z4tsrzf1b/upstairs.png" width="500" height="300"> Along the upstairs hallway there are entrances to some bedrooms, the attic, and the bathroom. [[Try the green door.]] [[Try the blue door.|Bradley's room.1]] [[Try the white door.|bathroom.1]] [[Try the pink door.|triplet room.1]] [[Look at a big framed photo on the wall.]]

<img src="http://s9.postimg.org/z4tsrzf1b/upstairs.png" width="500" height="300"> It's locked. The key you have doesn't work. "That goes to the attic." says Madison. "Someone else has the key to get in there." [[Try the blue door.|Bradley's room.1]] [[Try the white door.|bathroom.1]] [[Try the pink door.|triplet room.1]]

<img src="http://s9.postimg.org/z4tsrzf1b/upstairs.png" width="500" height="300"> You try the handle of the blue door. It's locked. You use the key Chrissie gave you and open the door. It makes a loud screeching noise that startles you. The jump makes you realize that you're clenching your body tightly. You have to pee and it really hurts. [["Madison, is there a bathroom?"|You suddenly realize you really, really have to pee.]]

This is the bathroom. There's a big tub. The bathroom doesn't seem so terribly grimy. [[You suddenly realize you really, really have to pee.]]

<img src="http://s30.postimg.org/a3u9cxp9t/triplet_room.png" width="500" height="300"> This large bedroom is a dusty rose color. There are three twin beds with white sheets, a desk, and a closet so full of clothes the door won't shut. The carpeted floor is covered with books, bundled-up clothes, and half-done homework. There's a faded copy of the painting of Ophelia by John Everett Millais taped to the wall next to one of the beds. "I'm not allowed in here," Says Madison. "Sam and Sylvia get mad if I touch their stuff." [["You can come in with me."]] [["I'll go in alone, then."]]

<img src="http://s30.postimg.org/a3u9cxp9t/triplet_room.png" width="500" height="300"> Madison walks around the room, looking at everything closely but being careful not to disturb the layers of dust on everything. "I'm not allowed to touch stuff in here. Especially the desk." She stage-whispers. You look at the desk. [[There's a journal with SAM'S--DO NOT TOUCH scrawled on the cover.]] [[There's a ballerina figurine.]] [[Forget the desk and look in the closet.|Look in the closet.]]

<img src="http://s30.postimg.org/a3u9cxp9t/triplet_room.png" width="500" height="300"> Madison waits outside the door. [[Look in the closet.]] [[Leave room.|Upstairs.2]]

<img src="http://s23.postimg.org/8aupeonqz/madison_talking.gif" width="500" height="300"> You're walking with Madison up the stairs. "Hey," she says. "What's your Halloween costume?" [["I just didn't feel like dressing up this year."]]

<img src="http://s23.postimg.org/8aupeonqz/madison_talking.gif" width="500" height="300"> "Oh," Madison says. "I wanted to be an angel for a really long time. I can do this now." She flexes the little cream-colored wings on her back. "But I'm not an angel. I'm just like, a person with wings." [["What's the difference?"]]

<img src="http://s23.postimg.org/8aupeonqz/madison_talking.gif" width="500" height="300"> "My family doesn't go to church," you say. "So I don't really know the difference between them." "It's hard to explain." Madison says quietly. [["Aren't they both a miracle?"]]

<img src="http://s8.postimg.org/nym2oglud/madison_quiet.gif" width="500" height="300"> [[Madison doesn't say anything.|Upstairs.2]]

"Madison, I have to pee. Will you wait for me here?" "Sure!" She says. [[You go in and close the door behind you.]]

<img src="http://s3.postimg.org/9sci9f21v/sams_diary.png" width="500" height="300"> You open the journal. It looks like someone's diary but all the ink has run so it's illegible. Someone got the book wet. You flip through a few pages, but it's all smudged. When you shut the journal, water squeezes out of the pages as if it were a sponge. "Sam loves her diary." Madison says. "She even took it in the tub with her." [[Look at the ballerina figurine.|There's a ballerina figurine.]] [[Leave room.|Upstairs.2]] [[Look in the closet.]]

<img src="http://s30.postimg.org/a3u9cxp9t/triplet_room.png" width="500" height="300"> You pick up the miniature statue. The ballerina's neck is cracked and her head falls off. "That's Sylvia's." Madison says. [[Leave room.|Upstairs.2]] [[Forget the desk and look in the closet.|Look in the closet.]] [[There's a journal with SAM'S--DO NOT TOUCH scrawled on the cover.]]

<img src="http://s29.postimg.org/xbhvsfu1j/sibling_picture_defaced.png" width="500" height="300"> It's a posed portrait of all five children. Madison grins widely. Chrissie is smiling weakly. One of the faces is completely scratched away. "Sylvia doesn't like how she looks in photos." Madison says. [[Try the green door.]] [[Try the blue door.|Bradley's room.1]] [[Try the white door.|bathroom.1]] [[Try the pink door.|triplet room.1]]

<img src="http://s30.postimg.org/a3u9cxp9t/triplet_room.png" width="500" height="300"> Under the clothes there's a big stack of sheet music for piano. The top chunk of the pile is black and charred, and there's a big burn mark on the wall of back of the closet. It looks like someone tried to light a fire, then cover up the evidence with piles of clothes. "Chrissie did some weird stuff there for a while. Then she just stayed in the piano room." [[There's a journal with SAM'S--DO NOT TOUCH scrawled on the cover.]] [[Look at the ballerina figurine.|There's a ballerina figurine.]] [[Leave room.|Upstairs.2]]

"Watch out for Sam-" Madison says as the door shuts. You rush to undo your jeans, sit on the toilet and pee. [[It feels great.]]

The noise of you peeing is really loud in the silent house. You notice after a few seconds that there is a second stream of water somewhere. You look at the tub, which is rapidly filling with milky white water. The surface of the water is churning. <img src="http://s7.postimg.org/5ek1g0eff/sam_talking.gif" width="500" height="300"> A nose and mouth appear in the surface of the water, as if a person were laying in the tub with their head tilted back. The mouth says: GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE [[Leap off the toilet and leave.]] [[Stay and finish peeing.]]

<img src="http://s9.postimg.org/z4tsrzf1b/upstairs.png" width="500" height="300"> You pull your pants up as you run out the door and slam it shut behind you. You got some pee on yourself but it's nothing compared to how relieved you are to be out of there. Your heart is hammering. "Done already?" Madison asks. [[Try the green door.]] [[Try the blue door.|Go to Bradley's room.]] [[Try the white door.|bathroom.1]] [[Try the pink door.|triplet room.1]] [[Look at a big framed photo on the wall.]]

<img src="http://s7.postimg.org/5ek1g0eff/sam_talking.gif" width="500" height="300"> You finish peeing and get dressed. The nose and mouth remain poking out of the water. The tub is now full, completely white. It smells like sulfur. [[Say "Can't you see someone's in here?"]] [[Say "Are you Sam?"]]

<img src="http://s7.postimg.org/5ek1g0eff/sam_talking.gif" width="500" height="300"> The mouth lets out a horrible laugh. "You've got some balls! For once we've got a live on in here, Jesus." [[Ask about what happened.]]

<img src="http://s7.postimg.org/5ek1g0eff/sam_talking.gif" width="500" height="300"> "Samantha's a bullshit name, don't even get me started. Sam is like an oatmeal name. Totally beige. No interesting or special person is named Sam. I hate it." [[Say "You're one of triplets, that's pretty rare. Does that make you feel special?"]]

<img src="http://s7.postimg.org/5ek1g0eff/sam_talking.gif" width="500" height="300"> "It makes me feel like there are two other people with my exact fucking face." [[Ask about what happened.]]

<img src="http://s7.postimg.org/5ek1g0eff/sam_talking.gif" width="500" height="300"> Sam cackles meanly. "God, I hate everyone. I hate my fucking parents. They just left. I thought I was finally going to get out of here and go to college next year but then my folks had a fight and dad left. Mom lost it and left a little while later. They both said they were coming back so we just waited like a bunch of suckers. Then I guess we all fucking died." [[Ask "Do you have a key to the attic?"]] [[Ask about Madison.]]

<img src="http://s24.postimg.org/q6xwnd791/sam_mad.gif" width="500" height="300"> "Shut up! She'll hear you! God!" You say "Madison told me I need to see Sylvia." "Don't say her name! God, Madison is such a little retarded FREAK, I swear I'm gonna kick her ass again. Don't listen to her." [["Hey, don't call her that. She's only six."]]

<img src="http://s24.postimg.org/q6xwnd791/sam_mad.gif" width="500" height="300"> "She's EIGHT, that little fucking liar!" Sam spits. The water in the tub churns for one fast rotation. "She wants people to think she's a baby so they take pity on her. It's pathetic." [[Say "You're pretty self-pitying yourself."]] [[Say "I'm leaving now."]]

<img src="http://s24.postimg.org/q6xwnd791/sam_mad.gif" width="500" height="300"> "You fucking bitch!" Sam yells. "You're dead!" The surface of the water is quivering, like it's about to boil over. [[Leave.]] [[Say "Come out and try it."]]

<img src="http://s13.postimg.org/hq7etwwkn/sam_appears.png" width="500" height="300"> Sam's nose and mouth slip beneath the water. You wait a second to make sure she's gone, then go to the door to leave. You hear a splash from the tub behind you, and turn to see two long pale arms sliding over the side of the tub. They're far too long and thin. Both hands have been cut down the center, between the ring and middle fingers. The gashes separate the halves fully, and extend into the wrists. [[Leave.]] [[Stay and watch.|Say "What are you even going to do?"]]

<img src="http://s9.postimg.org/z4tsrzf1b/upstairs.png" width="500" height="300"> You slide out the door quickly and shut it tightly behind you. Madison is nowhere to be seen. [[Go to Bradley's room.]]

<img src="http://s13.postimg.org/hq7etwwkn/sam_appears.png" width="500" height="300"> Sam screeches "This all makes me so angry. I can't stand it. I feel like shit here. I'm shit in the toilet! We're all sludge! I hate it!" The water boils and bursts over the side of the tub. Sam's mouth and nose slide under the water. Two long pale arms sliding over the side of the tub. They're far too long and thin to be a person's arms. Both hands have been cut down the center, between the ring and middle fingers. The gashes separate the halves fully, and extend into the wrists. [[Leave.]] [[Say "What are you even going to do?"]]

<img src="http://s13.postimg.org/hq7etwwkn/sam_appears.png" width="500" height="300"> "I SAID YOU'RE DEAD!!" Sam's horrible voice bubbles out of the water. The claw hands scrabble to grasp a hold on the side of the tub. Sam heaves her rotten, mushy body out of the tub. Water is filling up the bathroom quickly, it's already covering your ankles. [[Leave.]] [[Say "Fuck you."]]

<img src="http://s13.postimg.org/hq7etwwkn/sam_appears.png" width="500" height="300"> The water is up to your waist now. Sam is sliding towards you. Her body is puckered and has patches of green mossy fur. Her head is eroded away above the bridge of her nose but she has no problem seeing you. Her arms are outstretched and reaching for you. Now that you're closer, you can see the crisscrossing scars running down her forearms. [[Leave.|Sam death 1]] [[Fight her.]]

<img src="http://s7.postimg.org/5ek1g0eff/sam_talking.gif" width="500" height="300"> "What about her? She's a brat. Totally spoiled. You should try making her cry sometime. It's pretty funny." [[Ask "Do you have a key to the attic?"]] [[Ask about Sylvia]]

<img src="http://s13.postimg.org/hq7etwwkn/sam_appears.png" width="500" height="300"> You try to pull the door open but the force of the swirling water keeps it shut. The water is up to your chest and freezing cold. You're going numb, but when Sam's claws grasp you, you feel a searing pain. You can hear Madison screaming on the other side of the door. With an iron grip, [[Sam pulls you under the water.]]

<img src="http://s13.postimg.org/hq7etwwkn/sam_appears.png" width="500" height="300"> Your fist collides with her face. It feels pressing your thumb into a completely rotten apple. You can hear Madison screaming on the other side of the door. Undisturbed, Sam puts her claws around you neck and [[pulls you under the water.|Sam pulls you under the water.]]

<img src="http://s22.postimg.org/95n31mqht/sam_biting.gif" width="500" height="300"> Under the water, the bathroom is Sam's world. [[Grinning, Sam bites through your windpipe.| Grinning, Sam bites through your windpipe1.]]

<img src="http://s29.postimg.org/5ofa8klhz/bradley_room.png" width="500" height="300"> The key Chrissie gave you unlocks the green door. The room inside is a cramped bedroom. There's heaps of magazines and clothes, and a TV with a Sega Genesis. [[Examine the walls.]] [[Examine the TV.]]

<img src="http://s27.postimg.org/ku02fk6lv/bradley_door_hidden.png" width="500" height="300"> The walls have a harsh pea green wallpaper. There's some posters of hot anime girls. [[Examine the TV.]]

<img src="http://s29.postimg.org/5ofa8klhz/bradley_room.png" width="500" height="300"> It's turned off, and pressing the power switch does nothing. There's a Sega Genesis hooked up but that doesn't turn on either. [[You hear a shuffling noise and turn around to face it.]]

<img src="http://s15.postimg.org/9nk4agyjf/bradley_eyes.gif" width="500" height="300"> A pair of lumps is sliding around under the wallpaper. They make a rustling as they travel along the wall. They slide down to about your eye level, and open into two eyes. [[Ask "Are you Bradley?"]] [[Poke them.]]

<img src="http://s15.postimg.org/9nk4agyjf/bradley_eyes.gif" width="500" height="300"> The eyes blink twice. [[Ask about Sylvia.]]

<img src="http://s15.postimg.org/9nk4agyjf/bradley_eyes.gif" width="500" height="300"> The eyes slither up the wall and out of your reach. [[Ask "Are you Bradley?"]] [[Ask about Sylvia.]]

<img src="http://s15.postimg.org/9nk4agyjf/bradley_eyes.gif" width="500" height="300"> The eyes begin blinking nervously. They look really worried. Behind you, the TV switches on and blares static. [[Sit on the bed and watch TV.]]

<img src="http://s8.postimg.org/qm3ptgexh/bradley_tv.gif" width="500" height="300"> The static stops. Words appear on the screen. DON'T SAY HER NAME SHE HEARS EVERYTHING PRESS A TO CONTINUE You pick up the Genesis controller. [[Press A.|Bradley dialogue.1]] [[Mash all the buttons on the controller.]]

<img src="http://s8.postimg.org/qm3ptgexh/bradley_tv.gif" width="500" height="300"> MY SISTERS ARE ALL INSANE. I'M NOT COMING OUT ANYMORE. LET THEM FIGHT IT OUT. PRESS A. [[Ask about his family.]]

<img src="http://s8.postimg.org/qm3ptgexh/bradley_tv.gif" width="500" height="300"> OW. DO NOT. IT HURTS. PRESS A. The eyes on the wall are wincing. [[Press A. |Bradley dialogue.1]]

<img src="http://s8.postimg.org/qm3ptgexh/bradley_tv.gif" width="500" height="300"> I HAVE IT. PRESS A. [["Where?"]]

<img src="http://s8.postimg.org/qm3ptgexh/bradley_tv.gif" width="500" height="300"> WITH MY BODY. WHICH I HAVE ABANDONED. [[Search the room again.]]

<img src="http://s8.postimg.org/qm3ptgexh/bradley_tv.gif" width="500" height="300"> SYLVIA IS THE ONE WHO GAVE UP FIRST. WHEN WE FOUND HER, WE AGREED TO JUST LOCK IT UP. BUT THEN WE STARTED HEARING HER. PRESS A. [[Ask about the key to the attic.]]

<img src="http://s29.postimg.org/5ofa8klhz/bradley_room.png" width="500" height="300"> [[Check the posters on the wall.]] [[Check the TV.]] [[Talk to Bradley again.]]

<img src="http://s27.postimg.org/ku02fk6lv/bradley_door_hidden.png" width="500" height="300"> The posters are concentrated on an awkward corner of the room. You realize that this room has no closet. [[Peel the posters away.]]

<img src="http://s8.postimg.org/qm3ptgexh/bradley_tv.gif" width="500" height="300"> I'VE BEEN WATCHING YOU MY EYES ARE EVERYWHERE [[Press A.|bradley dialogue 2]] [[Search the room again.]]

<img src="http://s8.postimg.org/qm3ptgexh/bradley_tv.gif" width="500" height="300"> I'VE SEEN EVERY INCH OF THIS HOUSE [[Press A.|bradley dialogue 3]] [[Search the room again.]]

<img src="http://s8.postimg.org/qm3ptgexh/bradley_tv.gif" width="500" height="300"> MADISON IS A STUPID LITTLE SNEAK SHE CAN'T REMEMBER THE RULES TO ANY GAME SHE GIVES UP [[Press A. |bradley dialogue 4]] [[Search the room again.]]

<img src="http://s8.postimg.org/qm3ptgexh/bradley_tv.gif" width="500" height="300"> TIME GETS MIXED UP HERE I LOVE LIVING IN A MACHINE I CAN TALK TO SONIC [[Press A.|Talk to Bradley again.]] [[Search the room again.]]

<img src="http://s8.postimg.org/qm3ptgexh/bradley_tv.gif" width="500" height="300"> The TV gives you a strong static shock when you touch it, so you pull your hand away. You eject the cartridge from the Genesis and look at it. Inside the cartridge there is a row of human teeth. [[Search the room again.]]

<img src="http://s4.postimg.org/s0lqbh23h/bradley_door_exposed.png" width="500" height="300"> You scrape the posters off the wall, revealing a door. The hinge has plaster injected into it so you have to pull hard to open it. The eyes slide up to the wall next to you and send you pleading glances. Inside you find Bradley. [[Examine Bradley's shriveled corpse.]]

<img src="http://s27.postimg.org/8qzc5qkxf/bradleys_body.png" width="500" height="300"> You squeeze into the tiny space with the corpse. Bradley is slumped into a corner. Looking at him reminds you of "Living Buddhas," the monks who closed themselves up in caves to become mummies. Bradley doesn't look peaceful, though. His eye sockets are empty. [[Check his pockets for the key.]]

<img src="http://s27.postimg.org/8qzc5qkxf/bradleys_body.png" width="500" height="300"> His crusty pockets are empty. Where else could it be? His eyes have slid up the wall next to his body and are glaring at you angrily. [[Take a deep breath and put your finger in his eye socket.]]

<img src="http://s24.postimg.org/co4hxqt4l/right_eye.gif" width="500" height="300"> You just feel crackling skin. [[Dig deeper.]]

<img src="http://s24.postimg.org/co4hxqt4l/right_eye.gif" width="500" height="300"> Bradley's eyes on the wall next to you are sobbing tears that roll down the wall. You can feel the dry remains of human tissue and the hard skull, but no key. [[Check the other eye.]]

<img src="http://s15.postimg.org/6sg7v39az/left_eye.gif" width="500" height="300"> By sticking your fingers deep into the hole, you finally grasp the key. The eyes in the wall cry harder. [[Leave Bradley's room.]]

<img src="http://s9.postimg.org/z4tsrzf1b/upstairs.png" width="500" height="300"> You leave Bradley's room. Madison is waiting outside the door for you. [[Ask what she was up to.]]

<img src="http://s23.postimg.org/8aupeonqz/madison_talking.gif" width="500" height="300"> "Nothing, really." She says. "You know, I think you're the least scared visitor we've ever had." [["Other people came here?"]]

<img src="http://s23.postimg.org/8aupeonqz/madison_talking.gif" width="500" height="300"> "Yeah. Sylvia closed the door up then, too." [["She let them out, right?"]]

<img src="http://s8.postimg.org/nym2oglud/madison_quiet.gif" width="500" height="300"> "No." [[Unlock the attic door.]]

<img src="http://s9.postimg.org/z4tsrzf1b/upstairs.png" width="500" height="300"> A horrible scream echoes out as you crack the door open. Beyond the door there's a narrow staircase going up to the attic. [[Go up the attic stairs.]]

<img src="http://s1.postimg.org/wpk7d5g1b/attic.png" width="500" height="300"> The attic is empty and dusty. There's some old furniture and boxes, but no Sylvia. [[Say "Sylvia?"]]

<img src="http://s1.postimg.org/wpk7d5g1b/attic.png" width="500" height="300"> Silence. [[Say "I need your help to leave the house."]]

<img src="http://s1.postimg.org/wpk7d5g1b/attic.png" width="500" height="300"> Sylvia's voice comes from all directions at once. "Everyone sure needs everything from me. Shut up." [["Your siblings are terrified of you but I'm not."]]

<img src="http://s1.postimg.org/wpk7d5g1b/attic.png" width="500" height="300"> "Those little rats. Just because I'm the oldest I have to solve everything? The three of us were born on the SAME DAY. Figure your own shit out, I'm only 17. Why's it all my responsibility? Why did I have to save everyone" [[Say "I'll say you sure didn't."]]

<img src="http://s1.postimg.org/wpk7d5g1b/attic.png" width="500" height="300"> "What the fuck did you just say to me?" [["I said you're a shitty sister."]]

<img src="http://s9.postimg.org/8am93s5mn/sylvia_drops.gif" width="500" height="300"> [[A rustling noise makes you look up.]]

You run down the stairs. Madison keeps up with you somehow, she seems to be floating as much as running. "You're dead, you little bitch!" Sylvia's voice is so close to you. [[Run out onto the downstairs hallway.]]

<img src="http://s22.postimg.org/rgqrm2g81/sylvia_chases.gif" width="500" height="300"> You chance a look over your shoulder as you run past the bedrooms you went in before. Sylvia is chasing you, hanging heavily by her neck, the rope sliding through the ceiling to pull her forward. Madison shreiks "Go in that door!" [[Go in the crimson door.|Go in the pink door.]] [[Run down the stairs.]]

<img src="http://s30.postimg.org/lu93x2fxt/parents_room.png" width="500" height="300"> You and Madison slide past the crimson door. You slam it shut behind you and turn the lock. "This door wasn't here before, Madison." She looks guilty. "I hid it from you. I didn't want you to go here." [[Examine the bed.|Look around the pink room.]] [[Check for other exits.]]

<img src="http://s30.postimg.org/lu93x2fxt/parents_room.png" width="500" height="300"> It's clearly the master bedroom of the house. There's a king size bed with dusty rose sheets. A dress and a set of men's pyjamas have been laid out on the bed, as if their wearers were about to get dressed. The clothes have been arranged as if the man and woman were embracing. [[Ask about Madison's parents.]]

<img src="http://s30.postimg.org/lu93x2fxt/parents_room.png" width="500" height="300"> There's a doorway with just a bead curtain hanging instead of a door. Madison says "We can't get out through that way." [[Examine the bed.|Look around the pink room.]]

<img src="http://s8.postimg.org/nym2oglud/madison_quiet.gif" width="500" height="300"> "Mom and dad were fighting a lot. They were fighting about how Mom was too sad all the time." There's a shuffling noise on the bed. The pyjamas turns over, like a person turning over in their sleep, so it no longer embraces the dress. [["Why was she sad?"]]

<img src="http://s8.postimg.org/nym2oglud/madison_quiet.gif" width="500" height="300"> Madison looks really uncomfortable. "Mom was going to have another baby. But the baby died before it was born. If it dies before it's born, am I still the youngest? I don't want to be second-youngest." [[Say "You're still the youngest."]] [[Say "You're not youngest anymore."]]

<img src="http://s28.postimg.org/43sjhmz4d/madison_cries.gif" width="500" height="300"> Madison still looks sad. "Thanks...I think so too..." [[She fidgets.]]

<img src="http://s28.postimg.org/43sjhmz4d/madison_cries.gif" width="500" height="300"> Madison shifts back and forth. "Oh..." [[She fidgets.]]

<img src="http://s28.postimg.org/43sjhmz4d/madison_cries.gif" width="500" height="300"> "Mom was really sad. But I wasn't sad at all. I didn't want there to be another baby. I'M the baby. I must be really bad to not feel sad." She looks worse and worse. Madison's body is fraying. Feathers are poking out of her skin in patches. "If you're born before you die, do you become an angel? I died but I didn't become one, so I must be really, really bad." [["You've been thinking a lot about stuff like that, haven't you?"|"You've been thinking a lot about babies and angels, haven't you?"]]

<img src="http://s28.postimg.org/43sjhmz4d/madison_cries.gif" width="500" height="300"> Madison looks at you through her tears. [[You say "I've been thinking about it a lot too, lately."]]

<img src="http://s30.postimg.org/lu93x2fxt/parents_room.png" width="500" height="300"> Madison looks at the doorway with the bead curtain. "We might be able to get out through there, but I'm too scared to go in there." [[Go through the bead curtain.]]

<img src="http://s22.postimg.org/hkzbxa65d/nursery.png" width="500" height="300"> The room is very dark. You can't see the walls so it could be very large or very small. In the center of the room there is a bassinet. The sound of a crying baby rises and falls. [["Actually," you say, "I'm too scared to go this way too."]]

<img src="http://s30.postimg.org/lu93x2fxt/parents_room.png" width="500" height="300"> You both retreat to the pink room and sit on the bed. Your mind is buzzing. Madison looks miserable. [[Tell her what you're thinking about.]]

<img src="http://s8.postimg.org/nym2oglud/madison_quiet.gif" width="500" height="300"> "You know, Madison, what happened to your mom happened to me. I mean, mine was on purpose. I didn't want a baby so I went to the doctor." "And what happened to you happened to me too. I thought I was going to be sad, but I wasn't sad at all. And I felt evil for not feeling sad." Madison looks confused. "You mean...your baby died on purpose? [["Ouch," you say. "Well, yeah, no getting around that..."]]

<img src="http://s8.postimg.org/nym2oglud/madison_quiet.gif" width="500" height="300"> "I don't regret it. I know I did the right thing, but...I feel tired now. My heart feels like a little piece of beef jerky. Maybe that's why I'm not scared of your siblings and your house." Madison asks "Did you cry?" [["Yes."]] [["No."]]

<img src="http://s8.postimg.org/nym2oglud/madison_quiet.gif" width="500" height="300"> "No, I didn't. My mom cried, when she drove me to the doctor, and that hurt more than anything." [[Madison is thinking.]]

<img src="http://s8.postimg.org/nym2oglud/madison_quiet.gif" width="500" height="300"> "Yes, I cried. But only once. My mom cried, when she drove me to the doctor, and that hurt more than anything." [[Madison is thinking.]]

<img src="http://s8.postimg.org/nym2oglud/madison_quiet.gif" width="500" height="300"> "Since then, I've been feeling so sick of everything. I started hanging out with these new girls, but they're so horrible. But I deserve horrible friends. I keep looking at my friends, and at my school, and I just keep thinking "Fuck it!" even if it's stuff I used to really like. I don't know." You look at the beaded curtain. [["Fuck it. Let's go."]]

<img src="http://s22.postimg.org/hkzbxa65d/nursery.png" width="500" height="300"> You enter the nursery. The baby is still crying. [[Examine the bassinet.]]

<img src="http://s22.postimg.org/hkzbxa65d/nursery.png" width="500" height="300"> You stand over it, but you cannot see inside. It's full to the brim with an opaque matte black liquid. [[Put your hand in.]]

<img src="http://s23.postimg.org/7im4354p7/hands_in_bassinet.png" width="500" height="300"> Madison yells as you lower your hands into the liquid. It's cold. You close your hands around what's inside and pull it out. "It's okay," You say to Madison. [["It's just a doll."]]

<img src="http://s9.postimg.org/bzzdjcfi7/baby_doll.png" width="500" height="300"> You show her the porcelain baby doll you found. It's cracked on the torso and one of the arms is loose. Madison makes a horrible face. "I'm a bad kid. I'm a really bad kid." [["Why?"]]

<img src="http://s28.postimg.org/3xzimdw7h/madison_transforms.gif" width="500" height="300"> Madison is crying and changing. Her face is getting sharper and more feathers are poking through her skin. "The doctors gave mom that doll? To help her feel better? And I wasn't supposed to touch it? But I hated it so much! It's not a real kid! I'm a real kid and she wasn't looking at me at all! So I broke it, and she got so mad she left, and no one came back for us! I'm so bad!" [[Say "You're not bad."]]

<img src="http://s28.postimg.org/3xzimdw7h/madison_transforms.gif" width="500" height="300"> "No," Madison says, crying harder. "I'm really bad. It's my job to get the people who come in the house to stay. I talk to them so Sylvia has time to get the door." [[Say it again. "You're not bad."]]

<img src="http://s28.postimg.org/3xzimdw7h/madison_transforms.gif" width="500" height="300"> You're not bad. Madison hiccups and looks at you. Syvia's horrible voice screams down from the ceiling. "I've had enough of this corny shit!! You have no idea what you're talking about!" [[The floor starts to rumble and snap.]]

<img src="http://s15.postimg.org/7diodv2e3/walls_come_down.gif" width="500" height="300"> <img src="http://s8.postimg.org/513p2yoid/rope.gif" width="500" height="300"> "You don't understand the forces you're fucking with!" Sylvia's voice booms down from the ceiling so loudly you feel it in your pelvis. The walls are shaking and cracking. You can see Sylvia's rope runs everywhere in the walls under the plaster. [[Madison grabs your arms and pulls you and you run.]]

<img src="http://s21.postimg.org/cjzkf9puf/madison_flies.gif" width="500" height="300"> The walls are coming down around you, ropes are grabbing you, and the floor is breaking. You stumble, Madison grips your wrists and lifts you. You're speeding over the stairs now. Madison is flying and pulling you. You're flying down the hallway now, Madison's tiny bird fingers are digging into your wrists, but the front door is open in front of you. [[Leave the house.]]

<img src="http://s12.postimg.org/z2cxz6219/fall_out_door.gif" width="500" height="300"> You tumble out the front door, tripping over the frame. The heavy wooden door slams shut so closely behind you it pushes you out and you fall down the stone stairs that lead up to the house. [[The three girls who were waiting for you gather round.]]

<img src="http://s15.postimg.org/d319akxqz/on_pavement.png" width="500" height="300"> "Are you okay?" Tracey asks as she helps you to your feet. "What the fuck?" Tiffany says. "Get back in there! I said you have to spend an hour in there and it's only been five minutes!" [[Look at the house.]] [[Check the time on your phone again.]]

<img src="http://s14.postimg.org/djfaxq6c1/house_exterior.png" width="500" height="300"> You stand up and look at the old Greene house. It's exactly as it has stood for decades, abandoned but somehow not falling down. A horrible scream echoes out from the house. Birds scatter from nearby trees. "What the hell was that?" Says Barb. "Jesus," Tracey says. "Tiffany, don't make her go back in there." [[Ask "Did something come out of the house with me?"]]

<img src="http://s24.postimg.org/61rhff75h/mean_girls.png" width="500" height="300"> "Yeah! It was a little bird!" Says Barb. "No, it was a bat!" Says Tracey. Tiffany glares at them. "Lisa, you're going to do what I say. You know why you have to." [[Tell her about the ghosts.|Tell her.]] [[Don't tell her.|Tell her.]]

<img src="http://s9.postimg.org/slmm9q6in/tiffany.png" width="500" height="300"> Tiffany's face crumples. "Are you fucking with me? My cousin is a nurse at that clinic, you know! She saw you there! If you don't do what I say, I'm going to tell everyone at school on Monday!" [["Tiffany?"]]

<img src="http://s9.postimg.org/slmm9q6in/tiffany.png" width="500" height="300"> "What?" [["Fuck you."]]

<img src="http://s1.postimg.org/r06romfzj/final_bird.gif" width="500" height="300"> You turn around and start walking home. It's a little chilly on this suburban street. It's late but there are still a few families trick-or-treating. Ahead of you, a tiny white bird is flying around. It pauses on a telephone wire, you look at it for a second, find its gaze, then it flies away forever. [[Walk home.]]

<img src="http://s18.postimg.org/x7o2ccw8p/sibling_picture.png" width="500" height="300"> Thank you for playing! You survived the old Greene house! Do you feel like you're a bad person or a good person? This game is by Laura Knetzger. See more work at lauraknetzger.com

<img src="http://s7.postimg.org/5ek1g0eff/sam_talking.gif" width="500" height="300"> Sam laughs meanly. "That shit has nothing to do with me." [[Ask about Madison.]]

<img src="http://s27.postimg.org/tewnlw3ub/you_died.png" width="500" height="300"> YOU DIED! Better not to fight a ghost in a haunted house. They have the upper hand. [[Start over from the beginning.|START]] [[Start over from the upstairs|Upstairs.2]]

<img src="http://s8.postimg.org/i1cbovef9/title_card.png" width="500" height="300"> [[Go In.|START]]

<img src="http://s27.postimg.org/xt54xqeer/white_bird.gif" width="500" height="300"> [[You're not bad.]]

<img src="http://s21.postimg.org/6xppv4pav/sylvia.png" width="500" height="300"> Sylvia drops from the ceiling and lands on your back, clasping your shoulders tightly. She feels like she's made of iron wires. A noose is tight around her neck and the rope trails up out of sight into the darkness, to the ceiling. [[Run away.]] [[Stay.]]

<img src="http://s21.postimg.org/6xppv4pav/sylvia.png" width="500" height="300"> Sylvia's hands are around your neck. It feels like a ton on bricks is falling on you. [[Run!|Run out onto the downstairs hallway.]] [[Try to fight her.]]

<img src="http://s27.postimg.org/tewnlw3ub/you_died.png" width="500" height="300"> You died! Are you kidding me? Get it together! [[Start over from entering the attic.|Go up the attic stairs.]] [[Start over from the beginning.|Title card]]

You run past the door Madison is pointing at. Madison detaches from you and goes to the crimson door. You look back at her and think, I could make it there before Sylvia gets to us. [[Go in the crimson door. |Go in the pink door.]] [[Keep going the other direction.]]

You run down the stairs and stop. The house has rearranged itself. The door to the piano room is gone. The kitchen door is sideways. There are two hallways, and you cannot see the end of either one. "Madison, which way to the front door?" She's not there. [[Right.]] [[Left]]

You make it a few steps into the hallway before the walls start to move. A ripple passes over them, like a muscle flexing, and then the ceiling drops and the walls [[crush you.|hallway death]]

<img src="http://s27.postimg.org/tewnlw3ub/you_died.png" width="500" height="300"> You died! You better listen to Madison. She's trying to help you. I mean, I think she's trying to help you. [[Start over from entering the attic.|Go up the attic stairs.]] [[Start over from the beginning.|Title card]]

It's 11:13 PM. [[Look at the house.]]