Victor: sitting on the edge of the bed Why won't you believe me?
softly Everything? I don't think I understand...
takes out a small object from his pocket, a letter addressed to PeriwinkleAmusement's mother This, my child, is a letter your mother wrote to me before her disappearance.
stares at the letter, hesitant A letter? What's inside?
opens the letter and begins reading aloud "Dear Victor, I know that you are worried about me, but I assure you, I am safe.
leans forward, eager to hear more Keep going, Dad. Please.
continues reading "The organization that I have been a part of, they have discovered my true intentions. They know about my research, my attempts to break free from their control."
teaching gasps So they found out... What happened next?
pauses for a moment, taking a deep breath They wanted to silence me, my child. They wanted to eliminate any threat to their plans.
swallows hard Did... did they hurt her, Dad?
pauses, his expression growing somber No, my child. They didn't hurt her. But they did something worse. They captured her. reaches into his bag and pulls out a small, worn photograph This is the last picture we have of your mother, alive and well, but trapped in their clutches.
voice barely above a whisper Trapped... but alive?
nods solemnly Yes, my child. Alive. Your mother is still out there, somewhere. And we need to find her.
tears streaming down their face Find her? How? Where do we start?
reaches into his bag and pulls out a map, spreading it out on the table We start by following the leads we have.
staring at the map, overwhelmed But where are we even starting, Dad?
points to a location marked on the map We start in this city, my child. There is an old warehouse there where your mother was last seen.
whispers A warehouse... That's where she was last seen... But what if we don't find her there?
leans forward, gripping PeriwinkleAmusement's shoulders firmly We won't stop until we find her, my child.
sobbing quietly Dad... I'm scared. What if we don't find her? What if something terrible happened to her?
holds PeriwinkleAmusement close, his voice firm and determined We will find her, my child. I promise you that.
teaching hesitates But... what if she's... dead, Dad? What then?
stands up abruptly, knocking over his chair Don't you dare say that, PeriwinkleAmusement! Your mother is alive and we will find her!