Old Mansion

The woman stares at you, and her expression softens. She seems to recognize you, and she seems surprised. She looks at the tattoo, and she nods her head slightly. She seems to know who you are now. Do you want to ask her any questions, or do you want to just keep talking?

*I wait patiently for the woman to reply*

The woman stares at you for a few seconds, and then she speaks. Her voice is low and hoarse, and it's hard to understand her. She says, "I know who you are, Ulana. You are the one who has been called to the mansion. You are the one who has been chosen to take my place. You are the chosen one."

You enter the dark passageway, it's cold and dark. You can hear the soft echo of your footsteps. The air is damp, and the walls are made of large stone blocks. You hold the candle up, and the light illuminates a few feet ahead of you. You see a small tunnel, the walls are rough and the floor is uneven. You can't see too far ahead, but you get a sense that the tunnel continues on. Do you keep going?

*I continue on, holding the candle high and stepping carefully*

You continue walking, you can't help but feel a bit scared in the dark. The tunnel seems to go on forever, but you can see the faint light of the candle bouncing off the walls. The passageway twists and turns, but you continue on. You don't want to turn back, there's something about the darkness that seems to call to you. You keep going, taking deep breaths and trying to stay calm.