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[Beeping from the low camera battery indicator. Ominous music plays.]
[Beeping continues. Music.] JOURNAL: What's that noise?
[Beeping.]
[Beeping.] JOURNAL: Do you hear that?
[Beeping.] NOAH: Let's see what we have in here.
[Beeping.]
[Beeping.] NOAH: Oh yes!
[Beeping.]
[Beeping.] NOAH: Oh, fuck yeah, water!
[Beeping.]
[Beeping.] NOAH: Oh shit!
[Beeping.]
[Beeping.] JOURNAL: Is that your camera?
[Beeping.]
[Beeping.] NOAH: Oh, I gotta conserve this. Gotta conserve this!
[Beeping.]
[Beeping.] NOAH: Oh, food! Food!
[Beeping. Crinkling as Noah unwraps the protein bar.]
[Beeping rapidly increases.]
[Rapid beeping.] NOAH: Oh, so good...
[Rapid beeping.]
[Rapid beeping.] JOURNAL: Hey...
[Rapid beeping.]
[Rapid beeping.] JOURNAL: Noah!
[Rapid beeping.]
[Rapid beeping.] JOURNAL: Your camera is going to die!
[Rapid beeping.]
[Rapid beeping.] NOAH: Battery.
[Rapid beeping.]
[Rapid beeping.] NOAH: Battery!
[Rapid beeping.]
[Gentle hellgaze plays continously.] NOAH: Okay, this is what we got here.
[Gentle hellgaze plays continously.] JOURNAL: That's nifty.
[Gentle hellgaze plays continously.] NOAH: Yeah, okay. So, uh, let's think logistics here.
Um, I got this. It's paper with the boardwalk... schematic on it, so we're gonna map my way out.
Got the pencil.
Um, got the water here, I took, uh...
...lotta sips of that, but I'm gonna...
It'll last a few days if I pace my sips.
Maybe I can collect some water if it rains, I dunno.
Uh, I ate half, uh - not half, maybe like a quarter of the protein bar. Gotta ration that too.
Uh, that's some tape, I guess in case uh... this tape runs out.
I got the battery. Um, I got some scotch tape. Not really sure why.
Got a compass, and I got a pencil sharpener.
For the pencil, presumably.
Um, does this... compass... even work here?
JOURNAL: It points to the lock.
NOAH: Okay, gotta map my way outta here, let's...
...retrace your steps...
Came in here...
Then...
Then I was here.
And then they... took me over here.
[Faint chittering.]
And, uh... tried to go back that way.
They put me over here.
I went THIS way...
Okaaaay....
And that's all the moves I've made.
JOURNAL: Great job. So what's your next move?
NOAH: I have no idea.
Absolutely no fucking idea what I'm doing.
JOURNAL: Remember what you told yourself. You can do this, Noah.
NOAH: You're right... You're right, Milo.
I said... I said "follow the path..."
"...note the changes..."
Uh... fuck, what else did I say?
Umm... "if there's anything weird, I go the other way..."
Um...
"...ignore the fortunes..." What else? What else did I say?
What else did I SAY?
[Distant screeching.]
JOURNAL: I'm a book, not a parrot.
NOAH: Okay, let's go.
[Otherworldly hellgaze continues to play.]
["You will die alone and poorly dressed."]
["You will die alone and poorly dressed."] [NOAH sighs.]
NOAH: Nope! Ignored.
NOAH: This doesn't work...
["Don't eat the paper."]
["Don't eat the paper."] NOAH: Hmm, is that a CHALLENGE? Well, I'm game!
[Sounds of NOAH eating the fortune.]
NOAH: Hey, not bad!
NOAH: Heeey, Mr. Krabs... so good to see you...
Food! FOOD!
[Hellgaze continues.] [Loud crunching as NOAH eats the crab.]
[Crunching.]
[Chittering.]
[Crunching.]
[Hellgaze.] NOAH: So... lemme get this straight, you're saying you were being an asshole on purpose.
JOURNAL: It's all part of the plan.
YOUR plan, but... yeah.
I was still an asshole.
Being in this form...
...makes me act indifferent.
I've changed. Forgive me.
NOAH: I-I... forgive you, Milo, it just...
It's just makes me a little... freaked out knowing that
I'm destined to follow the master plan of an insane deity...
who happens to be a mutated form of me from the future, by the way...
Yeah, uh, where do I even fuckin' start?
JOURNAL: That's completely understandable. Shit's pretty fucked.
NOAH: Huuuh...
["If you do not change direction, you may end up where you are heading."]
NOAH: What the fuck do I do?
This is, uh...
[Distant screeching.]
I wanna ignore it, but this is weird...
NOAH: SHIT!
JOURNAL: They're watching us.
[Chirping.]
[Ominous, louder hellgaze.]
NOAH: What the...
[Chirping.]
NOAH: That's gonna be an eye, isn't it?
[Demonic laughter.] JOURNAL: Yep.
NOAH: Eeeh! I fuckin' knew it!
NOAH: What the...
["We can only show you the door, you're the one who has to walk through it."]
[NOAH sighs.]
[NOAH gasps. A ringing sound begins to build.]
NOAH: What?!
T-The door...
[THE SPIDER chirps. NOAH startles.]
JOURNAL: Wait a minute.
[THE SPIDER screeches.] NOAH: No, not again!
[Aggressive, continuous screeching.] JOURNAL: Wait a minute! Wait! Noah! NOAH: Not again!
[Aggressive, continuous screeching.]
[Aggressive, continuous screeching.] JOURNAL: Don't go in there! It's another trap! NOAH: No!
[Aggressive, continuous screeching.] NOAH: No!
[Aggressive, continuous screeching.] NOAH: Gotta go away!
[Aggressive, continuous screeching.]
[Screeching cuts off. Strange ringing begins to build.]
[Clattering.]
NOAH: Wh...
UNKNOWN: Yes!
NOAH: No way...
[Ringing abruptly ends. Quiet hellgaze.]
I'm... I'm home?!
I'm at... my house...
[NOAH laughs in relief.]
NOAH: It's real! I'm home!
YES!
[NOAH continues to laugh in relief.]
Oh, I could kiss the ground!
NOAH: Oh, I'm home!
Ha haaa!
You fuckers couldn't contain me!
Yes!
Yes!
I'm home!
NOAH: I made it!
Oh...
[Hellgaze.]
NOAH: So guys, I... I made it out!
Yeah, I guess Firebrand gave me a shortcut out!
Uh, future me said that he keeps changing my timelines
so... so I guess he helped me bypass all that shit.
and... now I'm back home!
Yeah, uh...
Maybe things are gonna work out after all.
For the first time in a while I'm... I'm feeling confident, you know?
Like... I'm feelin' real good!
How you feelin', buddy?
[Silence from JOURNAL.]
That's okay, take your time.
[Silence.]
He's probably just sleepin'.
[Silence.]
You can answer when you want, don't worry.
NOAH: Boy, I'm thirsty.
[Clicking.]
Huh! Water's broken!
NOAH: Let's try this again.
[Grunting as NOAH attempts to open the refrigerator.]
[Grunting.]
[Grunting, heaving.]
Oh, that's, uh...
That's a tough door.
[Grunting.]
NOAH: Juuust want a snack.
[Grunting, rattling.]
[Rattling.]
[NOAH laughs desperately, meekly.]
[Grunting.]
Come onnnn!
[Grunting.]
I gotta go!
[Grunting.]
[Grunting.]
[Distorted, hellgazed music playing continously through radio.]
[Distorted, hellgazed music playing continously through radio.] NOAH: Huh, I kinda like this one.
[Distorted, hellgazed music playing continously through radio.]
[Distorted, hellgazed music playing continously through radio.] NOAH: Man, Bieber just ain't what he used to be.
NOAH: Huh, I feel like watching the boats go by today.
[Alarm beeps.]
Oh!
[Alarm beeps.]
Can't wait to see them boats!
[Alarm beeps.]
You know what?
I feel like watching the boats go by today.
[Alarm beeps.]
At least the alarm system works.
NOAH: Been a hot minute since I checked the mail.
[Alarm beeps.]
[Watery, meat-like shuffling and popping.]
Oh.
No mail today!
[Hellgaze.]
NOAH: Come on, say somethin'!
Say something creepy! Some... something condescending! Anything!
Come on, Milo!
Where'd you go, man?!
Where'd you go?!
I'm all alone here, man!
Come on! Say something!
Say someth-
NOAH: Hey guys! How ya doin'?
Just following up with a quick update on my situation.
Just letting you know that I'm doing a-okay and everything is fiiine.
I am having a wonderful time back at my house!
I'm so happy to be home!
I... psh, I never thought I was going to be able to LEAVE that place,
but, you know what, now I'm home,
and I'm so very happy to be back in my house!
I haven't felt this good in a very long time.
In fact, I don't think I've ever felt this good in my entire life.
So, uh...
Yeah, I'm happier than ever and I just want to keep on living life to the fullest.
Keep on truckin' on!
It's so GOOD out today!
Yeah!
It's a great day!
NOAH: Hmm, let's watch some regular ordinary TV!
[Demonic Windows start-up noise, cut off by low beep.]
[Reversed Goosebumps theme.]
[Reversed Goosebumps theme.] NOAH: History Channel...
[Loud, hellgazed music.]
[Loud, hellgazed music.] NOAH: Travel Channel...
[Loud, hellgazed music.]
[Loud, hellgazed music.] NOAH: NOPE!
[Hellgaze.]
[Hellgaze.] NOAH: Lifetime...
[Hellgaze.]
[Hellgaze.] NOAH: Nope!
[Hellgaze.]
[Hellgaze.] NOAH: Telemundo...
[Reversed screeching.]
[Reversed screeching.] NOAH: Oh!
[Reversed screeching.]
[Hellgaze.]
[Hellgaze.] NOAH: Discovery Channel... NOPE!
[Hellgaze.]
[Hellgaze. Shrill reversed speech.] NOAH: G4... naaah.
TV: -will do anything for pot of gold!
NOAH: Huh?
ROB: And we have an update on yesterday's report
regarding the body of a man found at the Victor Park boardwalk on Monday morning.
NOAH: What?
ROB: Our field correspondent Kasha Vine is live on site with more details on the story.
Kasha?
KASHA: Rob, the body has been identified as 23 year-old Noah Maxwell,
a nearby resident whose car was towed from the boardwalk parking lot on Friday night.
NOAH: Fuck... a nearby resident whose car was towed from the boardwalk parking lot on Friday night.
a nearby resident whose car was towed from the boardwalk parking lot on Friday night.
His body was discovered by a park ranger at around 5AM,
showing signs of blunt trauma and severe malnutrition.
The county coroner's office found that the contents of his stomach contained sticks and leaves,
[NOAH lightly gasps.] The county coroner's office found that the contents of his stomach contained sticks and leaves,
The county coroner's office found that the contents of his stomach contained sticks and leaves,
but there was no sign of any substance abuse.
They concluded that Maxwell had spent at least 3 days in the mangrove forest,
fallen from the top of the observation tower,
and broken his neck upon impact with the boardwalk below.
NOAH: Oh my god...
KASHA: Foul play hasn't been ruled out, however investigators say that the findings
are characteristic of mentally unstable behavior, and lead them to conclude that it may have been
an accidental fall as the result of delusions, or a possible suicide.
[NOAH gasps.]
LOCAL MAN: This is shocking. 'Cause really...
don't nothin' ever really happen out here. It's so quiet.
KASHA: Funeral services are being held this Friday at Memorial Gardens. This is Kasha Vine, RIP12 News.
[NOAH gasps.] KASHA: Funeral services are being held this Friday at Memorial Gardens. This is Kasha Vine, RIP12 News.
KASHA: Funeral services are being held this Friday at Memorial Gardens. This is Kasha Vine, RIP12 News.
[ROB laughs sinisterly.]
ROB: Thanks, Kasha. A very unfortunate and disturbing story.
We received a call from someone claiming to be a good friend of Noah's named Kevin,
who told us that Noah was quote, "a paranoid little pissant with no friends,"
"never amounted to anything, and didn't even have the courage to open a book his rotting cousin gave him."
Now, this is still an ongoing investigation, but it looks like it's safe to say that
Mr. Maxwell was a pathetic nobody that will certainly not be missed.
Next on your 6PM news of the now,
a new study has shown that eating paper can be more beneficial than you may thi-
NOAH: Man, there's nothing on TV today!
[Ringing.] NOAH: Fucking telemarketers!
[Ringing.] Why you callin' a dead man's house?!
[Ringing.]
PHONE: Hello, Noah.
Please leave the tone after the message after the call is available to your tone to take the message.
Hello.
[Shrill beep.]
FIREBRAND: Hey, you know who it is.
So, you've probably guessed by now, but you've been lured into an illusion.
This is essentially just a dollhouse, their newest tactic to snare you.
But, they took a risk pulling some off-script shit because it compromises their clairvoyance.
I know all their tricks now. They can't see ahead like I can.
They, too, can be clumsy.
Bad at imitation.
Takes too much effort.
Just look at the fake guy who's dressed like he runs a fuckin' Fortune 500 company. He ain't foolin' anyone.
[NOAH laughs.]
Fortunately for you, this whole distraction sequence is an essential part of the timeline in which you escape.
Now, listen to me VERY carefully. They keep it daytime here, so it's always bright out,
because they don't want you to figure out that the camera's night vision reveals the truth.
NOAH: Oh my god... FIREBRAND: I thought you would have figured it out by now,
FIREBRAND: I thought you would have figured it out by now,
but I had to intervene before you fuckin' starve on me.
They've moved the door, so you need to find it again.
Use the camera, find the door, unlock it, walk back through. It's that easy.
And remember, none of this is real... except for Kevin.
Let him in, keep up appearances, you know, keep playing along, it'll buy you some time.
NOAH: What? Let him in, keep up appearances, you know, keep playing along, it'll buy you some time.
Let him in, keep up appearances, you know, keep playing along, it'll buy you some time.
But whatever you do, don't take what he offers you. You learn why in time after some reading.
Then lock him the fuck out, and continue onward.
Don't give in, you've got this. See you on the other side, trooper.
[Doorbell rings. NOAH startles.]
NOAH: Oh, you gotta be kidding me.
[Knocking.]
NOAH: That... oh my god.
[Knocking.]
[Alarm beeps.]
KEVIN: Noah!
It's so great to see you, man! How ya been?
NOAH: Hey, how ya doin', Kevin?
KEVIN: Doin'... oh.
NOAH: Kevin, my old friend!
It's so good to see you, man.
KEVIN: Yeah!
NOAH: You look great! I'm sure it's been at least... 5 years since school?
KEVIN: Oh, yeah, man, school's... learning and all that... graduating, it was great!
NOAH: Yeah.
KEVIN: Hey, hey, guess what I got.
NOAH: What'd you get? Surprise me?
KEVIN: The original Resident Evil!
NOAH: Wow, for the PS1? Where'd - where'd you get it?
KEVIN: Oh, Internet, man.
Wanna play?
NOAH: Uh... is that even a question? Of course!
KEVIN: Awesome. How you doin', man?
NOAH: Uh, you know... I was in a really bad situation, just a moment ago, but...
...now that I'm home, finally, and I'm just seeing you for the first time in years,
you know, I haven't felt this good my entire life.
KEVIN: Oh, uh... wow, I'm glad I could make your day like that, man.
NOAH: Absolutely! Mind if I film?
KEVIN: Oh no, not at all, sure.
NOAH: You know how I am with filming, you know.
KEVIN: Yeah, man.
NOAH: Gotta film everything.
KEVIN: Exactly.
KEVIN: 'Cause I already forget things.
[KEVIN's voice grows demonic with the nightvision on.] Oh yeah, weren't you working on, like, a documentary or somethin'?
NOAH: Yeah, somethin' like that.
KEVIN: Yeah, um... did you ever finish that religious studies doc?
[Screaming from game cutscene.]
[KEVIN and NOAH laugh.]
KEVIN: Classic.
KEVIN: I wanna play as Chris.
KEVIN: Little bit harder.
KEVIN: Alright, let's see what's on the other side of this door...
KEVIN: Alright, potato man, time to get to work.
KEVIN: Here I come!
KEVIN: Oh! Man, back in the day this part used to give me the creeps.
NOAH: Yeah, me too.
KEVIN: Yeah, buddy, you didn't age well.
NOAH: Oh, he's Kenneth!
KEVIN: Kenneth!
NOAH: Kenneth!
KEVIN: Now you're a mere shadow of your former self!
NOAH: Ah, state of the art graphics... He does look like a stack of potatoes.
KEVIN: Nooo!
KEVIN: You want a turn, man?
NOAH: Uh...
No thanks man, I... I think I've had my fair share of spooks for one weekend, thank you very much.
Um, you know, please, uh, be my guest. Be my - be my personal Let's Player.
KEVIN: Alrighty then.
[Hellgaze grows loud and intense.]
[KEVIN/OBSERVER laughs demonically, hysterically.]
KEVIN: No!
KEVIN: Dammit!
KEVIN: Aw, man, he got a lick on me.
KEVIN: You never know... what could be around a corner.
NOAH: So, he meets up with the first guy in Heaven, right?
KEVIN: Yeah.
NOAH: And the first guy asks, "Why'd you do that? Why'd you laugh?"
KEVIN: Mm.
NOAH: And the second guy says, "Well, I nearly finished when I saw Bob walkin' up with pineapples."
KEVIN: That's terrible. You always told the best jokes in class, man.
Hey, whatever happened to you? You've become so distant.
NOAH: I dunno man, over the years I... I guess I just grew up?
Stress of daily life, you know, just... made me lose my sense of humor, I guess? And...
KEVIN: Hey, I hear ya, man.
You know, I've been taking this amazing supplement that's been helping me with my anxiety.
NOAH: Yeah?
KEVIN: Oh, yeah, man. Check this out.
NOAH: Oh, uuuuuuuuumm... what's that?
KEVIN: Well, it's not on the market yet, but it's okay, I know a guy.
They take these rare beans from the hills of Tibet and mash 'em together with some high-grade CBD oil.
NOAH: Really.
KEVIN: Yeah, just uh - just imagine the best joint you ever smoked, but better.
You see, it like, helps you forget all your problems...
...like, it melts away your stress, no more anxiety...
You wanna try?
NOAH: Oh, boy, would I! That sounds fantastic!
KEVIN: Excellent! Here, take my water. You look parched.
NOAH: Why, thank you.
KEVIN: What are you waiting for? Take it.
NOAH: You know what?
On second thought...
...no thanks. I'm on a diet.
YEET!
[Clattering.]
KEVIN: HEY NOAH!
KEVIN: Hey, where you goin', dude?
KEVIN/OBSERVER: LITTLE PIG, LITTLE PIG, LET ME IN!
[KEVIN/OBSERVER laughs maniacally. Loud banging on door.]
[Laughter continues.] NOAH: This motherfucker...
[Laughter continues. Banging.]
[Banging.]
KEVIN/OBSERVER: FUCK!
[Rattling and banging. Loud laughter.]
[Laughter.] NOAH: The door...
[Laughter.]
NOAH: YOU AIN'T GETTIN' NO HAIRS ON MY CHIN, BITCH!
[Laughter.]
[Strange, reversed speech plays in background in place of regular hellgaze.]
NOAH: It's been quiet for a few hours now.
Don't see any drug dealers...
Think I'll make a run for it.
NOAH: I wonder...
NOAH: YES! Yes!
Gotta hand it to 'em...
...they copied every millimeter of my house, alright.
But it ain't my home.
Just a cheap facade.
[NOAH takes a deep breath in and out.]
KEVIN (quietly): What are you waiting for, man?
[NOAH startles and panics.]
NOAH: Shit!
KEVIN/OBSERVER: Hey Noah!
KEVIN: Where you goin'?
Hey, where you goin'?
KEVIN/OBSERVER: You forgot to take your meds!
[NOAH punches him. His glasses clatter.]
I can still see you.
[KEVIN/OBSERVER laughs.]
KEVIN/OBSERVER: Oh my god...
KEVIN: Please... just kill me. Please.
KEVIN: KILL ME!
[Laughter, banging.]
KEVIN/OBSERVER: I'M JUST TRYING TO HELP YOU OUT!
NOAH: I HEREBY SEVER THIS DOOR!
NOAH: Huh...
Okay...
JOURNAL: I told you not to go in there.
NOAH: I'm sorry! I'm so, so sorry, Milo! I should've listened!
I fucked up again, I should have listened to you!
JOURNAL: Did you hear me? I was screaming.
NOAH: I didn't hear you! I didn't! They muted you.
JOURNAL: I forgive you. You were scared. Just like I was.
NOAH: But there's no more need for screaming...
because I'm COMPLETELY sick of this.
And I've got some mapping to do.
JOURNAL: You still need to read me.
["the eyes see only what the mind is prepared to comprehend."] OBSERVER: Yes!