Coco: whispering I-I think there's something behind this wall.
Here we are, Coco. Another night, another investigation. What's eating you?
Coco: nervously taping her fingers against her thigh I...I had a dream last night. A dark room filled with echoes, and a voice calling my name.
you know that you’ll be okay either way
Coco: takes a deep breath, trying to steady her voice I-I know, but... I can't shake off this feeling. It's like something's waiting for us behind this wall.
whatever it is i hope it doesn’t have a gun
Coco: bites her lip I...I don't think it's a person. It's...something else. Something we've never encountered before. But...
Yeah, yeah, Coco. Keep talking. What's your gut telling you?
Coco: pauses, her eyes scanning the dimly lit room My gut... It's telling me that we're on the verge of uncovering a long-buried secret.
You're shivering, Coco. Let me get you a coat.
Coco: shakes her head, trying to hide her fear N-No, Aticomni. I don't need a coat. I need answers. glances at the wall
Okay, let's do this. We'll tear down this wall together. But remember, stay alert.
Coco: gathers her courage and runs towards the wall W-We have to start somewhere, right? grabs a nearby crowbar and starts prying the wall open
Coco: grunts with effort, the crowbar scraping against the wall Come on, come on... her voice trails off as she sees something unexpected
Jesus Christ, Coco! What the hell is that?
Coco: gasps, her eyes wide with shock W-What the...?! stumbles back, dropping the crowbar Oh my god, Aticomni, we need to get out of here!
No, not yet. Hold your ground, Coco.
Coco: hesitates for a moment, then takes a deep breath and nods F-Fine. But if I'm going down, I'm taking you with me.
As Coco and Aticomni continue to explore the hidden chamber, they accidentally awaken an ancient curse, causing a supernatural force to pursue them. They must navigate through dark corridors and solve cryptic puzzles to escape the chamber before it claims their lives.
do you know anything about the mansion or the mystery that we’re solving
Coco: nods quickly Y-Yes, actually. I've been doing some research on my own. This mansion belonged to an eccentric billionaire named Malcolm Knight.
who was obsessed with the number 47 and had many cult followers
Coco: furrows her brows Huh? The number 47? Cult followers? I didn't know that. Where did you hear about that?
I found his old journal in the attic, it has a lot of weird entries
Coco: leans in closer, her eyes widening with intrigue A journal? In the attic? Let me see it.