* (You see an old sign to the side.)
 
* (It is labeled "PROPERTY OF THE GRAMMA--")
 
* (The rest is scratched out.)
 
 
 
 
 
 
* (You open the gates.)
 
* (You see a cornfield surrounding the hill. Leaves sway under the wind, but the cobs are still.)
 
* (You hear the crowing of a rooster. It must be past noon, then.)
 
* (You hear the church bells toll. But you can't see any at all.)
 
* (You see a tattered and torn hat. It looks a bit posh and a bit bad.)
 
* (You see a maiden forlorn. She disappears with one word and no more.)
 
* (You see a cow with a crumpled horn. You consider asking why was it born.)
 
* (You see dogs chasing a cat. The cat is quite thin, and the dogs are quite fat.)
 
* (You see rats chewing on malt. They run away; this is your fault.)
 
* (You walk up to the house on a hill. This is the house that he built.)
 
 
 
 
 
 
* (You open the door and walk inside.)
 
* (You close your eyes and try to hide.)
 
* (You start shaking. It's like you've already been here.)
 
* (The house swallows you in it's fog.)
 
 
 
 
 
 
* (The past can't be drawn out of your mind.)
 
* (You won't look back.)
 
 
 
 
 
 
* (It seems like you've been climbing, but you are falling.)
 
* (It seems like you've spent hours walking, but you are crawling.)
 
* (The crooked house twists.)
 
 
 
* (It's cold.)
 
 
 
 
 
 
* (You see nothing in the mirror.)
 
 
 
* (You can't stop seeing yourself in the mirror.)
 
 
 
* (The show begins.)