<h1>Isolda's Eyes</h1> <<LogoImage>> <h2>A dark erotic horror tale</h2> <h3>(c) 2019 by Cybermancer</h3> <h4>Version 0.1 (Beta)</h4> Warning: This game contains adult themes, including themes of a sexual nature. This is the censored version so the prose is not explicit, but please don't continue if you are likely to be offended by such material. This game is licenced under the <a href="https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/" target="_blank">Creative Commons Attribution 4.0 International licence.</a> [[Remember Her->MasterBedroom]] <<silently>> <<InitGame>> <</silently>>

<<set $gameData.showOptions = true>><<set $gameData.showStatus = true>> <<InsanityCheck>> <<if $player.awoken == false>><<set $player.awoken = true>><blockquote> "We kiss The Stars We writhe We are Your name Desire Your flesh We are" -Cold by Static-X </blockquote> <span class="speech-player">"Isolda!"</span> The name is whispered on your lips as your eyes suddenly flick open. You lie there for a few moments, your heartbeat slowly returning to normal as your sweat drenched body cools. Your head hurts and you are shivering from the after effects of some unremembered nightmare. Your confusion is further enhanced by the fact that you can remember nothing of yesterday's events beyond returning from work, hanging up your coat and walking into the study to greet your wife, Ann. You become suddenly aware of the lack of bedclothes and pillows on the bed and as you turn to your left you see an empty space where your wife should be... <<endif>> Despite the velvety thickness of the dark blue [[curtains->ExamineCurtains]], you seem to now have the unnatural ability to see in the nearly complete darkness. The wallpaper of this room is a paler shade of blue than the curtains and the midnight black ceiling is dotted in miniature recessed downlights to give the illusion of a starlight sky. The neatly cleaned, forest green carpet contains a vague swirl pattern. This room smells very faintly of body fluids, and less faintly of blood.<<if $player.outOfBed==false>>You are lying on<<else>>There is<<endif>> a [[kingsize bed->MasterBed]] with a wooden frame. It has a large white mattress that contains some [[dark red stains->Bloodstains]] on it. Against a wall sits an [[old black oak wardrobe->TheWardrobe]]. <<RoomObjects>> [[Remember->PlayerMemory]] [[Leave the room->EasternLanding]]

<<widget "InitGame">> <<SetGlobalVars>> <<SetupPlayer>> <<SetupRoomObjects>> <</widget>>

<<widget "SetGlobalVars">> <<set $gameData = { "debug" : 1, "showOptions" : false, "showStatus" : false, "lastDiedLocation" : "", "trapdoorOpen" : false, "holeInWall" : false, "bookRead" : false, "ritualOver" : false, "tornClothes" : false, "sunlightBurned" : false, "feedingRemembered" : false, "sexRemembered" : false, "hadVision" : false, "lastSanityRoll" : 0 } >> <<set $gameObjects = []>> <</widget>>

<<widget "SetupPlayer">> <<set $player = new PC("MasterBedroom", 100, 99); >> <<set $player.outOfBed = false;>> <<set $player.awoken = false;>> <<set $player.memoryLevel = 0;>> <<set $player.inMemoryChain = false;>> <<set $player.sweaty = true;>> <<set $player.naked = true;>> <</widget>>

<<widget "SetupRoomObjects">> <<set $gameObjects.push( new GameObject("Underwear", "UnderTheBed", "Under the bed lies a discarded set of white lace women's underwear", "A set of white lace women's underwear", "Take the underwear.", true)) >> <<set $gameObjects.push( new GameObject("Lipstick", "DresserDrawer", "Inside the draw you spy a stick of crimson lipstick.", "A stick of crimson lipstick", "Take the lipstick.", true)) >> <<set $gameObjects.push( new GameObject("Envelope", "DresserDrawer", "Tucked under the drawer you find a white envelope.", "A white envelope", "Take the envelope.", true)) >> <<set $gameObjects.push( new GameObject("NoteAndPhotograph", "ObjectEnvelope", "Inside the envelope is a note with a photograph stapled to it.", "A note with a photograph stapled to it.", "Take the note.", true)) >> <<set $gameObjects.push( new GameObject("Match", "KitchenCupboard", "Inside the cutlery drawer is a single unlit match.", "A match.", "Take the match.", true)) >> <<set $gameObjects.push( new GameObject("Dress", "WashingMachine", "Inside the washing machine is a damp white dress.", "A white dress.", "Take the dress.", true)) >> <<set $gameObjects.push( new GameObject("Crowbar", "Shed", "A large metal crowbar lies against one of the walls of the shed.", "A crowbar.", "Take the crowbar.", true)) >> <<set $gameObjects.push( new GameObject("Necklace", "OakDesk", "A silver necklace lies inside the drawer.", "A silver necklace.", "Take the necklace.", true)) >> <<set $gameObjects.push( new GameObject("Book", "OakDesk", "An old black book lies inside the drawer.", "An old black book.", "Take the book.", true)) >> <<set $gameObjects.push( new GameObject("YourClothes", "TheWardrobe", "Your clothing lies here.", "Your clothes", "Take your clothes.", true)) >> <</widget>>

<<widget "RoomObjects">><<nobr>> <<print PrintRoomObjects(passage(), $gameObjects)>><</nobr>> <</widget>> <<widget "InventoryObjects">><<nobr>> <<print PrintInventoryObjects($gameObjects)>><</nobr>> <</widget>> <<widget "ReturnLink">><<nobr>> <<set _object = GetGameObject($args[0], $gameObjects)>> <<if _object.location == "inventory">> <<link "(Return)">><<goto "Inventory">><</link>> <<else>> <<link "(Return)">><<goto $player.location>><</link>> <</if>><</nobr>> <</widget>> <<widget "LeaveMemoriesLink">><<nobr>> <<set $gameData.inMemoryChain = false;>> <<link "(Leave your memories)">><<goto $player.location>><</link>><</nobr>> <</widget>> <<widget "Take">><<nobr>> <<set _object = GetGameObject($args[0], $gameObjects)>> <<set _object.location = "inventory">> <<goto $player.location>><</nobr>> <</widget>> <<widget "TakeLink">><<nobr>> <<set _object = GetGameObject($args[0], $gameObjects)>> <<if _object.location != "inventory">> <<link _object.takeLinkText>><<Take $args[0]>><</link>> <</if>><</nobr>> <</widget>> <<widget "InsanityCheck">><<nobr>> <<if $player.sanity < 1>><<goto "Insane">><<endif>> <<if $player.sanity < 75>> <<set $gameData.lastSanityRoll = getRandomInt(1,100)>> <<if $gameData.lastSanityRoll> $player.sanity>> <<RandomSanityEvent>> <<endif>> <<endif>> <</nobr>> <</widget>> <<widget "RandomSanityEvent">><<nobr>> <<set _effect = getRandomInt(1,5)>> <<if _effect == 1>><<EatOwnClothes>><<endif>> <<if _effect == 2>><<ScaredOfOwnShadow>><<endif>> <<if _effect == 3>><<WhoAmI>><<endif>> <<if _effect == 4>><<Laugh>><<endif>> <<if _effect == 5>><<BackwardsText>><<endif>><</nobr>> <</widget>> <<widget "EatOwnClothes">> <<if $player.naked>>You feel suddenly hungry and dart about looking for flies and grubs to eat. Finally you give up, settling for chewing your lower lip and drawing blood. <<else>><<set $player.naked = true>><<set _object = GetGameObject("YourClothes", $gameObjects)>><<set _object.location = $player.location>><<set $gameData.tornClothes = true>> You feel suddenly hungry. Stripping off you spend an hour tearing your clothes into strips and trying to eat them. You only manage to swallow a small amount of clothing but it makes you feel much better. <<endif>> <</widget>> <<widget "ScaredOfOwnShadow">> Suddenly, you see something dark and flat against the ground, stalking you. You cry out in fear and surpise only to come to the sudden realisation that it is your own shadow. <</widget>> <<widget "WhoAmI">> You suddenly feel disconnected from reality, like you are nothing more than a piece of text on the page of some mad, interactive video game. You feel as though you have no control of your destiny. As though some unseen player were making choices for you by clicking on text displayed on a screen. <</widget>> <<widget "Laugh">> The stress gets too much and you suddenly break into a bout of hysterical laughter that lasts for several minutes before it changes into wracking sobs of lament. <</widget>> <<widget "BackwardsText">> A sudden shift in your comprehension .rorrim a fo edis retho eht no era uoy hguoht sa ,sdrawkcab mees dlrow eht sekam The feeling passes after a while. <</widget>> <<widget "Sunburn">> <<print $player.loseHealth(10)>> <<if $gameData.sunlightBurned>><<print $player.loseSanity(2)>><<else>><<set $gameData.sunlightBurned = true>><<print $player.loseSanity(10)>><<endif>> <</widget>>

<<nobr>> <<set _statusPage = tags().includes("status_page") >> <<set _statusLine = tags().includes("status_line") >> <<set _normalPage = !_statusPage && !_statusLine>> <<if !tags().includes("design")>> <<if _normalPage>> <<set $player.location = passage()>> <<if $gameData.showOptions>> <<PlayerOptions>> <</if>> <</if>> <</if>> <<if _statusPage>> <<link "Return to Game">><<goto $player.location>><</link>> <</if>> <</nobr>>

<<widget "PlayerOptions">> [[Inventory]] [[Remember->PlayerMemory]] <<if $gameData.debug>>[[Debugging Information->DebugInformation]]<</if>> <</widget>>

You are carrying:- <<InventoryObjects>> <<link "(Return)">><<goto $player.location>><</link>>

<h1>Debugging Information</h1> <h2>Global Variables</h2> <<print ShowObjectProperties($gameData)>> <h2>Character Data</h2> <h3>Player</h3> <<print ShowObjectProperties($player)>> <h3>Room Data</h3> <<print ShowObjectProperties($rooms) >>

<<if $gameData.showStatus>> <span class="status">Health : <<print $player.healthStatus()>><br/> Sanity: <<print $player.sanityStatus()>><br/></span> <<if $player.naked == true>>You are naked.<<else>>You are clothed.<<endif>><<if $player.sweaty == true>><br/>You need a shower.<<endif>> <<endif>>

<<if $player.outOfBed == false>><<set $player.outOfBed = true>>You get out of bed and walk naked toward the curtains. They<<else>>The curtains<<endif>> are a dark blue colour and are made of soft velvet. They are usually tied open to either side of the window by black chords, but are currently shut. As you approach them an unnatural warmth eminates from them, as though there is something quite hot on the other side. [[Open the curtains-->OpenCurtains]] [[Return to the room->MasterBedroom]]

This bed has a dark oak frame raised a foot off the floor. You have often lost articles of clothing such as socks under it. The mattress is covered in [[dark red stains->Bloodstains]], and the bed itself smells faintly of sweat and sex, with a faint undertone of blood.<<if $player.memoryLevel < 5>> There is someting else about this bed that you can't quite remember but the attempt to do so gives you an erection. Maybe you should look downstairs for more clues before returning.<<else>> [[Remember->IsoldaDancingMemory]]<<endif>> [[Look under the bed->UnderTheBed]] [[Return to the room->MasterBedroom]]

These stains are your wife's dried blood.<<if $player.memoryLevel < 7>> You can't remember how they got there. You're sure that if you can remember something else, that the memory of these bloodstains will follow.<<else>> [[Remember->IsoldaFeedingMemory]]<<endif>> [[Return to the room->MasterBedroom]]

<<if $player.memoryLevel < 1>><<set $player.memoryLevel = 1>><<endif>><span class="speech-player">"Who is she?</span>, you asked, examining the picture with both interest and surprise. Ann had always been good at painting pictures that were both very realistic and also which managed to capture the essence of a subject. She had often painted people. In fact, she had painted you once, but she had never painted a nude until now. You were intrigued by the woman's beauty - the arch of her back, her slender body, smooth as marble. You noted how her long flowing hair was white as death. It was her eyes that drew your attention the most. You felt like you were staring at an infinity into which you would willingly allow yourself to be swallowed. Ann turned to you, placing her arms around you and kissing you passionately on the mouth. <span class="speech-ann">Do you like it?"</span> she enquired. You smiled, brushing a hand through her thick, black hair. <span class="speech-player">"Well it's not like your usual work, but I love it. Now I know why you have been keeping me out of here for the past week.' You pointed once more at the painting of the woman. 'I don't recognise her."</span> you said. Ann's smile broadened. <span class="speech-ann">"Her name is Isolda, and you'll be meeting her tonight."</span> <span class="speech-player">"What's happening tonight?"</span>, you asked. You didn't remember making any plans with your wife. <span class="speech-ann">We talked about it last night after sex, remember?"</span> The surprise on your face was obvious. <span class="speech-player">"I thought you were joking!</span> you offered. You remembered the conversation well. You had just finished making love when Ann had suddenly said, <span class="speech-ann">"How do you feel about a spending the night with me and someone else?"</span> <span class="speech-player">Not with a man I hope"</span>, you joked. <span class="speech-ann">No, with another woman."</span> You simply smiled and kissed Ann. <span class="speech-player">"If she's even a tenth as beautiful as you, then I agree."</span> you said." Ann slid a hand inside your shirt. <span class="speech-ann">I wasn't joking, Jason. Isolda is meeting us tomorrow evening."</span> You were shocked. It was an ususual joke for Ann to have made last night, and now it appeared she wasn't joking. <span class="speech-player">"Are you trying to tell me something?"</span> you asked, your face full of concern. <span class="speech-player">"Is there a problem with our lovemaking?"</span> In a lighter tone, you said <span class="speech-player">"Ann, don't tell me that all these years I've been married to a lesbian!"</span> Ann's hands gently stoked your chest. <span class="speech-ann">"No, I'm not a lesbian."</span> She laughed. <span class="speech-ann">"Let's just say I'm bi-curious. So do you agree? Please? You'll enjoy it, trust me."</span> You looked over your wife's shoulder at the painting. The painting stared back. The woman's eyes seemed to be watching you expectantly. <span class="speech-player">"O.K., have it your way"</span>, you replied. In truth you were both intrigued and fascinated by the woman in the painting. <span class="speech-ann">"Excellent!"</span> replied Ann. She removed her hands from your chest. <span class="speech-ann">"I'll cook us a quick meal and then we need to get ready. We have about three hours before she arrives."</span> <<if $player.inMemoryChain == true && $player.memoryLevel > 1>>[[Remember More->ShowerMemory]]<<endif>> <<LeaveMemoriesLink>>

<<if $player.memoryLevel < 2>><<set $player.memoryLevel = 2>><<endif>><span class="speech-player">"So when did you meet her?"</span> You had just finshed showering with Ann and was now shaving. <span class="speech-ann">"Two weeks ago on Wednesday,"</span> Ann replied. <span class="speech-ann">"She was at that art exhibition - The one where I was selling my paintings. She bought that painting of the fox that I did last month."</span> Ann was standing naked behind you, watching you shave. <span class="speech-ann">"We got talking, about art, morality, politics. She was very entertaining. Then the subject of sex came up"</span>, she continued. The look in Ann's eyes as she remembered meeting Isolda was unusually lucid. It was the kind of look that she reserved for you just before sex. <span class="speech-player">"And she persuaded you to agree to a threesome?"</span> you asked. <span class="speech-ann">"Yes"</span>, replied Ann. She frowned. <span class="speech-ann">"Are you sure, you're O.K. with this, Jason?"</span> In reality you weren't sure at all. <span class="speech-player">"You're not having second thoughts yourself, are you?"</span> you asked. <span class="speech-ann">"No, it's just that I'm not sure if I'm ready to share her ... ... you ... with someone else. Look, if either of us feels uncomfortable tonight, then we stop it there and then, agreed?"</span> <span class="speech-player">"Agreed"</span>, you reply. Ann's little slip of the toungue disturbed you. You began to doubt your wife's fidelity, as well as her sexuality. The logical part of your mind wanted to quiz her further, find out more about this Isolda and suggest that tonight may not be a good idea. In fact, you reasoned that it would be better to forbid Ann from seeing Isolda. However, the painting in the study had transfixed you. Those eyes, Isolda's eyes, although only an echo of reality on canvas, had a hauntingly beautiful quality about them. Reason, at least for tonight, would take a back seat to desire and curiosity. <<if $player.inMemoryChain == true && $player.memoryLevel > 2>>[[Remember More->LipstickMemory]]<<endif>> <<LeaveMemoriesLink>>

<<if $player.memoryLevel < 3>><<set $player.memoryLevel = 3>><<endif>>She applied it with care, painting her lips a rich crimson. Ever the perfectionist she. The mirror perfectly reflected her supple body, dressed only in her underwear. She caught a glimpse of you looking at her in the mirror and her reflection smiled at you. She put the lipstick down on the table. The doorbell rang. <span class="speech-ann">"That'll be her!"</span> she said. <span class="speech-ann">"Go answer the door while I select a dress."</span> You dutifully do as you are told. <<if $player.inMemoryChain == true && $player.memoryLevel > 3>>[[Remember More->MeetingIsoldaMemory]]<<endif>> <<LeaveMemoriesLink>>

<<if $player.memoryLevel < 4>><<set $player.memoryLevel = 4>><<endif>>She stood motionless in the doorway, staring at you with her dark eyes. She was wearing a strapless black dress, exposing her marble shoulders. Playing with a lock of pure white hair, she cocked her head and smiled. Nervously you invited her in. She entered the hallway with slow graceful movements. She walked right up to you. Still staring intently at you, she offered you a black gloved hand. <span class="speech-isolda">"Mr Willow? So pleased to meet you. I'm Isolda."</span> <<if $player.inMemoryChain == true && $player.memoryLevel > 4>>[[Remember More->IsoldaTalkingMemory]]<<endif>> <<LeaveMemoriesLink>>

<<if $player.memoryLevel < 5>><<set $player.memoryLevel = 5>><<endif>>You hardly remembered the conversation. Although your responses were coherent your eyes were transfixed on Isolda's lips as they moved. Her voice was calm, soothing, dreamy. Your reverie was interrupted when Ann walked in. She was wearing the white evening dress that you bought her for valentines day last year. Leaving one shoulder bare, it clung to the other by a blood red clasp. It was made of a silken material which hugged her shapely figure up to just below her waist and then had slits down each side that allowed it to flow more freely about her legs and also to expose them as she walked. Isolda rose off her seat, took Ann's hand, and kissed it tenderly. Ann sat across the sofa on which you were sat and placed her legs over your lap. The conversation seemed to centre around you and Ann and your marriage. Isolda gave very little away about herself except for her name, yet you and Ann told her everything, every little detail. Your usually shy wife was oddly forthcoming when talk turned to sex and foreplay. You both seemed oddly unabashed about telling this stranger about your desires, and what you and Ann got up to during sex. Eventually the three of you left the living room and climbed the stairs ... <<if $player.inMemoryChain == true && $player.memoryLevel > 5>>[[Remember More->IsoldaDancingMemory]]<<endif>> <<LeaveMemoriesLink>>

<<if $player.memoryLevel < 6>><<set $player.memoryLevel = 6>><<endif>>She moved slowly, sensuously across the room. Moonlight relecting sparks of fire off her white hair. Ann was enraptured by Isolda's movements. You watched as Ann's eyes followed her every move. Then Isolda called your name. You returned your attention to her as she spiraled around the edge of the bed. She removed the straps from her long black dress and let it drop to the floor, gracefully stepping out of the silken material. You watched as she walked slowly towards Ann, who reached out to her with trembling hands... <<if $player.inMemoryChain == true && $player.memoryLevel > 6>>[[Remember More->AnnTastingMemory]]<<endif>> <<LeaveMemoriesLink>>

<<if $player.memoryLevel < 7>><<set $player.memoryLevel = 7>><<endif>>Isolda gently cupped your wife's face in her hands before planting a slow and sensual kiss on her lips. You sat mesmerised by the performance. Continuing to kiss Ann, Isolda unfastened the clasp on her dress and pulled it down. As Ann lay back on the bed, she kicked off her shoes and shook her legs to discard the dress that was now around her ankles. You were fascinated by the display. Presently, Isola fixed you with a stare that was both incredibly erotic and disturbing at the same time. She grasped you by the shoulders and pulled you away from your wife and up to face her. Closing her mouth over yours, she kissed you passionately. Then she pushed you away from her. You stood there, watching, unable to move as Isolda placed her mouth over Ann's in a long, drawn out kiss. <<if $player.inMemoryChain == true && $player.memoryLevel > 7>>[[Remember More->IsoldaFeedingMemory]]<<endif>> <<LeaveMemoriesLink>>

<<if $player.memoryLevel < 8>><<set $player.memoryLevel = 8>><<endif>>Isolda's body once again pressed itself against Ann's. She lifted her lips from your wife's and began nuzzling Ann's neck. Your wife uttered soft, exquisite moans as she lay there under Isolda, the rising and falling of her chest being her only movement. Then her cries of pleasure became a scream ... You seemed to know what was happening. You could almost feel your wife's panic and terror, but the reasoning part of your mind was shackled, restrained by an unseen force. Blood pooled around the bed as it flowed from Ann's neck whilst Isolda continued to greedily lap at the wound. Your wife was still screaming, but the sounds had become a pathetic mewling noise. Despite the horror of what you witnessed you were unable to move. Isolda had taken posession of your mind and you were now like a puppet under her control. Eventually the mewling stopped. Your wife continued to stare blankly at the ceiling, her breathing now steady, a trickle of blood dripping from her still open mouth. Isolda wiped the blood from her mouth. She kissed Ann on the mouth again, her toungue savouring the blood there. <span class="speech-isolda">"Now it's your turn to watch,"</span> she told your wife, her voice seductive and musical. She lay your wife on her side to face you as you continued to stand in front of the bed, a mixture of fear and excitement on your face. Smiling, Isolda walked around behind you, spinning you around to face her, your back now to the bed and to your wife. Staring at Isolda's eyes you lay back onto the bed. <<if $gameData.feedingRemembered == false>><<set $gameData.feedingRemembered = true>><<print $player.loseSanity(20)>><<endif>> [[Remember More->IsoldaSexMemory]] <<LeaveMemoriesLink>>

<<if $player.memoryLevel < 9>><<set $player.memoryLevel = 9>><<endif>>Your eyes diverted from your wife, who lay catatonic beside you. You stared at Isolda standing in front of you. A few drops of blood still stained her chin and you watched as a drop trickled down her neck. She smiled, reaching over to kiss you. Although you wanted to recoil, she had a firm grip on your mind and you couldn't avoid her mouth. As she kissed you, she saw the fear in your eyes and her body shivered with delight. You turned your head to stare at Ann, your wife, watching you with blank eyes, her mouth still open in that same silent scream. Only the gradual rising and falling of her chest told you she was still alive... Isolda's mouth opened impossibly large as she closed it around your own. You felt her toungue once more caress your teeth before plunging into your mouth. Inside you mouth it elongated, snaking down into your throat. You tried to gag, but couldn't. She pinned you down as the toungue snaked down inside your neck. You continued to ejaculate into her as your body began to convulse. You felt something detach itself from her tongue. The thing slithered down your throat and you felt it attach itself to your upper alimentary canal, burrowing into your body, stretching itself out impossibly thin and seeping into your blood vessels.... She climbed off you and as she did so you caught a glimpse of something long, black and sluglike descending back into her mouth. You lay there exhausted as she stood over you, smiling. <<if $gameData.sexRemembered == false>><<set $gameData.sexRemembered = true>><<print $player.loseSanity(20)>><<endif>> [[Remember More->IsoldaBloodbankMemory]] <<LeaveMemoriesLink>>

<<if $player.memoryLevel < 10>><<set $player.memoryLevel = 10>><<endif>>In slow motion you began to collect your clothes strewn about the room, returning them to the wardrobe. Ann, who had remained catatonic on the bed up until now, rose at Isolda's command. Her blood still soaked the bed. She also gathered up her dress, along with the bloodstained sheets. Holding them, she obediently followed Isolda out of the bedroom. As you neatly folded your own clothes and returned them to the wardrobe you could hear your wife and your tormentor walking down the stairs. Later, you sat patiently on the bed whilst Isolda dressed herself in front of you. She was humming to herself as she did so. It was a sweet sound, so strange after the horrors that you had just been party to. Eventually she pulled on her black dress. <span class="speech-isolda">You are weak and must now rest"</span>, she ordered. You climbed on top of the bloodstained matress. She gestured toward the heavy drawn curtains. <span class="speech-isolda">"You are a creature of darkness now. The morning sunlight will burn your flesh. Do not attempt to open the curtains anywhere in the house."</span> She kissed you tenderly. <span class="speech-isolda">"Rest now. When you wake you will be thirsty."</span> She smiled wickedly. <span class="speech-isolda">"Your wife can provide you with a drink. She waits for you in the cellar. But first you must sleep. I shall return tomorrow evening, my love, and you shall begin your new unlife in earnest as my companion and plaything for all eternity."</span> <<LeaveMemoriesLink>>

<<set $player.inMemoryChain = 1>> Your name is Jason Willow. You are a financial advisor working for a local firm. You live with your wife, Ann, in a remote country house near the coast. You have been happily married to Ann for three years. She is a struggling artist. <<if $player.naked>>You are naked, yet surprisingly warm. <<endif>><<if $player.sweaty>>You feel sweaty and you reek of sex. You could do with a shower. <<endif>>You are incredibly thirsty. <<if $player.memoryLevel > 0>>[[Remember More->PaintingMemory]]<<else>>You have a vague memory of a pair of intensely attractive eyes, painted on a canvas. You know that your wife, Ann is a painter and she keeps her easel in the study.<<endif>> <<LeaveMemoriesLink>>

<<InsanityCheck>><<if $player.outOfBed == false>><<set $player.outOfBed = true>>You get out of bed and walk naked toward the wardrobe. It<<else>>The wardobe<<endif>> is made of black oak and is large enough for a small family. It smells of old varnish. <<RoomObjects>> [[Return to the room->MasterBedroom]]

<<InsanityCheck>>You stand at the eastern end of the landing. A dark red carpet lies at your feet. The walls are decorated with light cream paint. To the north lies the [[master bedroom->MasterBedroom]] and to the south lies the [[bathroom->Bathroom]]. As spiral staircase leads [[downstairs->Hallway]] and the landing continues [[west->WesternLanding]]. <<RoomObjects>>

This is a full set of clothes, including some dark jeans, shirt, belt, jumper. They belong to you.<<if $gameData.tornClothes>> Unfotunately, they are ripped to shreds and are totally unwearable.<<else>> <<link "Put on your clothes">><<set $player.naked = false>><<set _object = GetGameObject("YourClothes", $gameObjects)>><<set _object.location = "">><<goto "TheWardrobe">><</link>><<endif>> <<ReturnLink "YourClothes">>

As you pull back the curtains you are hit by a stream of sunlight that feels like an alien heat ray. Your skin immediatley begins to blister and you recoil in pain. <<Sunburn>> <<if $player.health > 0>>[[Close the curtains->MasterBedroom]]<<else>><<set $player.lastDiedLocation = "master bedroom">>[[You die in agony as the sunlight reduces you to a charred lump->DieFromBurningSun]]<<endif>>

<<if $player.outOfBed == false>><<set $player.outOfBed = true>>You climb out of bed, lying<<else>>You lay<<endif>> your<<if $player.naked>> naked <<endif>> body down on the floor and peer under the bed.<<if ObjectLocation("Underwear", $gameObjects) != "UnderTheBed">> There is nothing under the bed.<<endif>> <<RoomObjects>> [[Get up off the floor->MasterBedroom]]

The underwear is made of a delicate see-through material, that feels light and silken to the touch. It has an aroma of musk and body fluids.<<if $player.memoryLevel < 6>> Something quite arousing sits at the edge of your memory but you can't quite grasp it. Maybe you should find more clues downstairs before contemplating this again.<<else>> [[Remember->AnnTastingMemory]]<<endif>> <<TakeLink "Underwear">> <<ReturnLink "Underwear">>

<<InsanityCheck>>Pale blue tiles adorn the walls of this bathroom, whilst black and white tiles form a chessboard pattern on the floor. A [[black curtain->BathroomCurtain]] covering a small window sits in the east wall. A transparent [[shower->Shower]] stands in this room. It is large enough to fit two people quite comfortably inside. It is quite modern, with a strong glass frame, and a large and powerful shower head. The smell of soap and shampoo assails your nostrils. <<RoomObjects>> [[Leave the bathroom->EasternLanding]]

<<InsanityCheck>>You stand in a hallway. The floor is made of white marble. The walls are decorated with light cream paint. To the north is a [[living room->LivingRoom]], whilst to the south is a [[dining room->DiningRoom]]. A [[kitchen->Kitchen]] lies to the west. A [[door->FrontDoor]] to the east leads out of the house. The glass panel has been blacked out. A spiral staircase leads up to the [[landing->EasternLanding]]. <<RoomObjects>>

<<InsanityCheck>>You stand at the western end of the landing. A dark red carpet lies at your feet. The walls are decorated with light cream paint. To the north lies a [[guest bedroom->GuestBedroom]] and to the south lies a [[study->Study]]. The landing continues [[east->EasternLanding]]. <<RoomObjects>>

<<InsanityCheck>>This bedroom is smaller than the master bedroom. The walls are a white colour and a lush red carpet adorns the floor. The ceiling is artexed. A pair of [[red velvet curtains->BedroomCurtains]] lie closed in the west wall. Against a wall stands an ornate dresser, on top of which is an ornate silver mirror. The dresser has a large [[drawer->DresserDrawer]]. <<RoomObjects>> [[Leave the room->WesternLanding]]

<<InsanityCheck>>Decorated with dark brown wood panelling and a lighter coloured, fake-laminate floor, this study is a fairly sparse affair. It is used more by Ann than yourself - she does a lot of her painting here. A pair of [[black velvet curtains->StudyCurtains]] adorn the far wall. A big artists easel, made of solid oak and too heavy for one person to lift, stands in the centre of the room. Your wife, Ann, has painted many pictures on this easel. Some of them have sold for a considerable amount of money. You wouldn't like to estimate how old, or how valuable it is. On the easel is a detailed [[painting->Painting]] of a beautiful woman. She is posing naked in the picture. She looks familiar. <<RoomObjects>> [[Leave the room->WesternLanding]]

<<InsanityCheck>>This large living room has pale yellow walls with a pale green alcove. The carpet is a darker shade of green and the ceiling is white artex. One wall is dominated by a pair of [[green fabric curtains->LivingRoomCurtains]]. A [[small white sofa->Sofa]] sits in a corner. <<RoomObjects>> [[Leave the room->Hallway]]

<<InsanityCheck>>This dining room has a checkboard patterned tiled floor, with white walls and ceiling. The east wall is dominated by a pair of [[white curtains->DiningRoomCurtains]]. In the centre of the room is a small dining table made of thick transparent glass. It is capable of seating four people comfortably and has black plastic chairs with metal legs and backrests. One of these chairs is missing. <<RoomObjects>> [[Leave the room->Hallway]]

<<InsanityCheck>>This kitchen is relatively small. The walls are covered in light blue tiles, and the floor is the same white marble as the hallway. A door in the west wall leads to the [[garden->Garden]]. The glass pane of the door has been blacked out, as have the [[windows->KitchenWindows]]. You can also see a [[cupboard->KitchenCupboard]] and a [[washing machine->WashingMachine]]. <<if $gameData.trapdoorOpen>>A small trapdoor leads to a [[cellar->Cellar]].<<else>>A small trapdoor leads to a cellar. It is sealed shut and the latch is broken.<<if ObjectLocation("Crowbar", $gameObjects) == "inventory">> <<RoomObjects>> <<click "Prise the trapdoor open with the crowbar">><<set $gameData.trapdoorOpen = true>><<goto "Kitchen">><</click>><<endif>><<endif>> [[Leave the room->Hallway]]

<<InsanityCheck>>This is a neatly tended garden with a small green lawn. The lawn extends northwards to a [[large flower bed->FlowerBed]], and to the south is a small [[shed->Shed]]. It is daylight. You can return to the [[kitchen->Kitchen]] from here. <<RoomObjects>> The sunlight feels like an alien heat ray. Your skin is burning and blakening under its rays. <<Sunburn>> <<if $player.health < 1>><<set $player.lastDiedLocation = "garden">>[[You die in agony as the sunlight reduces you to a charred lump->DieFromBurningSun]]<<endif>>

<<InsanityCheck>>The windows have been blackened by thick masking tape. [[Open the windows->OpenWindows]] [[Leave the windows alone->Kitchen]]

<<InsanityCheck>>This cupboard is white in colour and has a work surface for preparing meat. It has a single cutlery drawer. <<RoomObjects>> [[Return->Kitchen]]

This is a high economy washing machine. It has a slow rpm and takes some time to wash things, but it is very energy efficient. This is almost always in use. <<RoomObjects>> [[Return->Kitchen]]

<<InsanityCheck>>This neatly tended flowerbed contains a large variety of flowers. You like the diversity it creates. The flower bed is small enough as to not need too much tending. To the south of the flowerbed lies the rest of the [[garden->Garden]]. Amoungst the flowers you notice an unusual puple coloured [[flower->Flower]]. It is daylight. <<RoomObjects>> The sunlight feels like an alien heat ray. Your skin is burning and blakening under its rays. <<Sunburn>> <<if $player.health < 1>><<set $player.lastDiedLocation = "flower bed">>[[You die in agony as the sunlight reduces you to a charred lump->DieFromBurningSun]]<<endif>>

This flower is larger than the other flowers and has deep purple leaves. The centre of it is white, with a black dot at the centre, giving the impression of an eye staring back at you. <<if $gameData.hadVision>>The smell is sweet, reminiscent of perfume, yet it has no further effect on you. [[Return->FlowerBed]]<<else>><<set $gameData.hadVision = true>>The smell is sweet, reminiscent of perfume. When you take in the scent you suddenly feel the need to lie down naked amoungst the flowers. This compulsion becomes an overwhelming urge and you almost comply. Suddenly, something alien inside you rises to the surface and brings you back to your senses. Purging your lungs of the scent it sends you a vision as it does so... [[Witness the vision->Vision]]<<endif>>

<<InsanityCheck>>The shed is just large enough to fit you inside. It is filled with piles of useless junk. It has no windows, allowing you to shut out the burning sunlight. <<RoomObjects>> [[Leave the shed->Garden]]

<<InsanityCheck>>The door is heavy and the keys are still in it. The external window panneling has been blacked out. <<if $player.memoryLevel < 3>>You have a vague memory of using the keys to let someone in last night. If you could only remember an earlier event then you are sure that this memory would also follow.<<else>> [[Remember->MeetingIsoldaMemory]]<<endif>> [[Open the door->OpenFrontDoor]] [[Leave the door closed->Hallway]]

<<InsanityCheck>>Your house is built on a cliff overlooking the sea. As a result the [[walls->Walls]] of this large stone cellar are made out of rock.<<if $gameData.holeInWall>>There is a large hole in one of the walls, leading to a [[secret chamber->SecretChamber]].<<endif>> The cellar itself is rarely used, though you suspect at one time it was used by smugglers to store illegal goods for shipping out to sea. It is quite warm down here. In one corner of the cellar is a large [[oil can->OilCan]]. In the centre of the room is one of the chairs from your dining room. Sat on the chair is your wife, [[Ann->Ann]], wearing the same blank expression as she did last night. She sits naked on a high backed chair. There is a deep red mark on her neck. Only the slow rising and falling of her chest shows that she is alive. <<if $player.memoryLevel < 10>><<set $player.memoryLevel = 10>>Seeing your wife like this triggers your remaining memories. <<RoomObjects>> [[Remember->PlayerMemory]]<<endif>> [[Leave the cellar->Kitchen]]

One of the walls smells of moss and damp. You can hear the sea on the other side<<if $gameData.holeInWall>>There is a large hole in it, leading to a [[secret chamber->SecretChamber]]<<else>>The wall feels hollow.<<endif>><<if $gameData.holeInWall == false>> <<click "Break through to the other side of the wall">><<set $gameData.holeInWall = true>><<goto "Cellar">><</click>><<endif>> [[Return->Cellar]]

Ann's slim, lightly tanned body sits upright on the chair and her eyes stare blankly at you. Her chest steadily rises and falls. As you approach her, Ann's eyes follow you. She offers you her neck, a gesture that would be provocative if it wasn't for the automatic way in which this is done. On her neck an open wound drips blood. You suddenly feel a need to feed! [[Drink from your wife's wound->Satiate]] [[Return->Cellar]]

This oil can has been down here for ages. It is full of highly flammable oil. You don't know why you kept this hanging around.<<if ObjectLocation("Match", $gameObjects) == "inventory">> [[Use the match you are carrying with the oil can to burn yourself, your wife and the whole damn house to the ground->Immolate]]<<endif>> [[Return->Cellar]]

<<InsanityCheck>>This chamber is hewn out of the rock. The walls are covered in a strange green algae that emits an eeire phosphorescence. In the centre of the chamber, a [[circle->Circle]] has been marked out with some form of paint. Strange symbols are etched inside. Against one wall of the chamber is an old oak [[desk->OakDesk]] that looks to be a few hundred years old. [[Return to the cellar->Cellar]]

<<InsanityCheck>>The circle is marked in a dark brown clour that looks like dried blood. However, you would not expect dried blood to remain visible in a sealed stone chamber for any reasonable length of time.<<if $gameData.bookRead == true && $gameData.ritualOver == false>> [[Stand in the circle and chant "Ia Yog Sothoth Ia Yog Sothoth The path is open."->CallYogSothoth]]<<endif>> [[Return->SecretChamber]]

The desk has a single drawer inside it. It smells of wood and varnish. <<RoomObjects>> [[Return->SecretChamber]]

<<set $gameData.showOptions = true>><<InsanityCheck>>You stand in the middle of a vast black forest, with trees all around you. It is a clear night, yet the constellations seem odd, different somehow. The only visible trodden path leads north toward a <<if $gameData.ritualOver>>[[clearing->Aftermath]]<<else>>[[clearing->Clearing]]<<endif>>. <<RoomObjects>>

<<InsanityCheck>>You stand in a forest clearing. Trees surround you everywhere. The clearing is surrounded in a large stone circle. The only visible trodden path is to the [[south->BlackForest]]. In the centre of the clearing is a large, black, X-Shaped cross. An iron pole stands vertically behind it reaching up through the 'X'. It is made of two heavy logs of black oak and resembles some form of medeival torture device. It must be uncomfortable for anyone tied to it. Tied to the cross is a young woman. Metal chains hold her at the wrists and ankles. She looks both exhausted, but incredibly aroused at the same time. The barbed metal that binds her at the wrists and ankles have cut into her flesh. The wounds look red and sore. Her breathing comes in soft, heavy sighs. Around her delicate neck is a black leather collar that is tied tightly enough to prevent her from moving her head from side to side. Although she isn't being strangled by it, it looks as though it only needs a milimeter more of tightening before she would find it hard to draw breath. You have a strange feeling that this woman is the one that wrote the entries in the black book that you found. Facing the cross and its occupant is a dark haired woman. She holds a large curved dagger with a white handle out in front of her. Her eyes watch the cross and its occupant with a predatory stare. She's obviously some sort of priestess. You don't know what manner of being she serves, but you can bet that it ain't friendly. Amidst the stone circle, staring at the dark haired woman who is obviously their priestess are a group of worshippers. They wear smiles of adoration. They all wear expressions that would be considered to be expressions of rapture if it wasn't for the fact that their eyes seem to dart ceaslessly giving the impression of nervous unease. You wonder if the poor woman on the altar could have been one of these worshippers until she was chosen by their priestess. [[Watch->Ritual]] [[Run->BlackForest]]

The woman in front of the cross turns slowly to face you. Without speaking, she points at you and the group of worshipers turn to face you. Before you can run they are upon you. Their eyes have the look of the insane and they grab you, holding you upright in front of the priestess and her captive with what appears to be superhuman strength. The priestess raises her knife into the air and chants <span class="speech-secondary">"Ia Shub Niggurath! Black goat of the woods; whose seed shall poision the Earth!"</span> The worshippers, as well as the woman tied to the cross, respond, <span class="speech-secondary">"Ia Shub Niggurath! Ia Shub Niggurath! Ia Shub Niggurath!"</span> [[Struggle->Struggle]]

The bathroom curtain is made of thick cotton, it is of a very basic and functional design. [[Open the curtain->OpenBathroomCurtain]] [[Leave the curtain alone->Bathroom]]

<<InsanityCheck>>You and Ann shower together often. There is nothing better than an invigorating shower<<if $player.sweaty>> and you smell like you can do with one right now. [[Take a shower->ShowerBody]]<<else>>. <<if $player.memoryLevel < 1>>A memory sits on the edge of your mind but you can't quite grasp it. Maybe you should explore some more and then come back here.<<else>> [[Remember->ShowerMemory]]<<endif>><<endif>> [[Return to the bathroom->Bathroom]]

As you pull back the curtain you are hit by a stream of sunlight that feels like an alien heat ray. Your skin immediatley begins to blister and you recoil in pain. <<print $player.loseHealth(4)>> <<print $player.loseSanity(10)>> <<if $player.health > 0>>[[Close the curtain->Bathroom]]<<else>><<set $player.lastDiedLocation = "bathroom">>[[You die in agony as the sunlight reduces you to a charred lump->DieFromBurningSun]]<<endif>>

<<if $player.naked == false>>You strip and climb naked into the shower. <<endif>>You let the hot water of the shower flow over you as you begin to soap yourself. <<if $player.memoryLevel < 1>>A memory sits on the edge of your mind but you can't quite grasp it. Maybe you should explore some more and then come back here.<<else>> [[Remember->ShowerMemory]]<<endif>> Feeling refreshed, you get back out of the shower<<set $player.sweaty = false>><<if $player.naked == false>> and get dressed<<endif>>. [[Continue->Bathroom]]

The curtains are a royal red colour and are made of soft velvet. [[Open the curtains->OpenBedroomCurtains]] [[Leave the curtains alone->GuestBedroom]]

This drawer has various odds and ends in it. <<RoomObjects>> [[Close the drawer->GuestBedroom]]

This lipstick belongs to your wife. It smells faintly of cherry<<if $player.memoryLevel < 2>> You have a vague recollection of Ann sitting in front of the dresser in her underwear whilst applying this lipstick yesterday, but the memory escapes you at present. Maybe you need to remember something else first.<<else>> [[Remember->LipstickMemory]]<<endif>> <<TakeLink "Lipstick">> <<ReturnLink "Lipstick">>

The envelope has a distinctive scent about it. Sweet and slightly musky with a hint of lavender and something else that you cannot quite describe, even to yourself. It is definitely a feminine scent but unlike any perfume that your wife Ann has ever worn. In neat black letters on the side of the envelope is written simply 'Ann'; No address. It must have been hand delivered at some point. Why would Ann hide this under the drawer? <<RoomObjects>> <<TakeLink "Envelope">> <<ReturnLink "Envelope">>

The note says : Dear Ann, I hope you enjoyed our rendezvous last night. I look forward to seeing you again on Friday. In the meantime I came across this picture and it reminded me of you. Hope you enjoy it. Yours eternally, Isolda. It looks as though Ann is having a relationship with the woman in the note. You examine the attached photo. It was taken in a fairly bare room with stone floor and walls. In the room has been erected a wooden structure. It comprises of two wooden beams criss-crossing each other to form an 'X'. A third beam is placed vertically through the centre of the 'X' and the structure is being held upright by means of a strong metal support. The main focus of the picture is a young girl of about eighteen. She is bound to the 'X' at the wrists and ankles with what appear to be iron manacles. Her head is raised slightly and fixed in place by a rope around her neck which is tied to the vertical part of the beam. The rope looks tight enough to restrict movement without entirely strangling the girl. There is another woman in the picture. She wears a featureless white mask which obscures her features. She holds a white handled knife against the girl's stomach. The expression on the girl's face is one of apparently genuine fear. You feel both disturbed and aroused by the image. You are both shocked by the fact that your wife would have kept something like this from you, and also disturbed by the fact that she was receiving such material as the photograph and is apparently not offended by it. Oddly, Ann has been married to you for four years and in all that time she has never shown any interest in S&M and has shown no sexual interest in women. <<TakeLink "NoteAndPhotograph">> <<ReturnLink "NoteAndPhotograph">>

Made of black velvet, these curtains are closed. [[Open the curtains->OpenStudyCurtains]] [[Leave the curtains alone->Study]]

As you pull back the curtains you are hit by a stream of sunlight that feels like an alien heat ray. Your skin immediatley begins to blister and you recoil in pain. <<Sunburn>> <<if $player.health > 0>>[[Close the curtains->GuestBedroom]]<<else>><<set $player.lastDiedLocation = "guest bedroom">>[[You die in agony as the sunlight reduces you to a charred lump->DieFromBurningSun]]<<endif>>

As you pull back the curtains you are hit by a stream of sunlight that feels like an alien heat ray. Your skin immediatley begins to blister and you recoil in pain. <<print $player.loseHealth(4)>> <<print $player.loseSanity(10)>> <<if $player.health > 0>>[[Close the curtains->Study]]<<else>><<set $player.lastDiedLocation = "study">>[[You die in agony as the sunlight reduces you to a charred lump->DieFromBurningSun]]<<endif>>

The setting of the painting is a lavishly decorated room, with dark blue velvet curtains over large windows dominating one wall. A chair has been placed in the centre of the dark oak floor and this is where the naked subject poses. She is half-sitting half standing with her delicate back arched, supporting herself with smooth arms that rest on the back of the chair. Her arched body is the perfect embodiment of feminine beauty. It is smooth and unblemished, supple and soft, slim but not skeletal. Her angelic face would have been the picture of purest innocence if it were not for the erotic nature of her pose, and the smouldering, soul-searching darkness of her eyes. They are large and dark, full of life. Ann has never painted people before. She is a wildlife painter and has the unusual ability to capture the real spirit or essence of a creature on canvas. This painting is no exception. The subject's eyes draw you in, swallow you whole. There is a hint of dark mystery about them, promises of forbidden pleasures. You feel stripped bare before them, emasculated and reduced to the level of a worm in the presence of an angel. The painting bears the title 'Isolda's Eyes', along with your wife's signature. [[Remember->PaintingMemory]] [[Continue->Study]]

As you open the door you are hit by a stream of sunlight that feels like an alien heat ray. Your skin immediatley begins to blister and you recoil in pain. <<Sunburn>> <<if $player.health > 0>>[[Close The Door ->Hallway]] [[You've had enough of this. Step outside and let the sun consume you->DieOutside]]<<else>>[[You die in agony as the sunlight reduces you to a charred lump->DieFromBurningSunInHallway]]<<endif>>

<<set $player.health = 0>><<set $gameData.showOptions = false>>You step outside and let the sunlight turn you into a ball of flame. You try not to scream but the pain is so intense that you cn't help yourself. The flesh is stripped from your bones and your body chars and blackens. <hr> <h2>Local artist missing after remains of husband discovered.</h2> After two weeks there is still no sign of the local artist, Ann Willow. Police arrived at her home last week after Ann's mother reported her dissapearance. The door had been opened and some charred remains, later identified as Ann's husband, Jason, were found outside. What caused Jason's body to be burned in such a manner is still a mystery. Bloodstains and signs of sexual activity were found in the bedroom and cellar. Police are now assuming the worst and are looking for her body. <<click "Play again">><<script>>state.restart();<</script>><</click>>

Made of green fabric, these curtains are closed. [[Open the curtains->OpenLivingRoomCurtains]] [[Leave the curtains alone->LivingRoom]]

This sofa is made out of soft leather. Three people can sit comfortably on it. It smells of sweat and leather. You've had this set of sofas for years. You and Ann have been meaning to get a new set. <<if $player.memoryLevel < 4>>You vaguely recall Isolda sitting on the small sofa last night. If you could just remember something previous to that, then this memory will also surface.<<else>> [[Remember->IsoldaTalkingMemory]]<<endif>> [[Return->LivingRoom]]

As you pull back the curtains you are hit by a stream of sunlight that feels like an alien heat ray. Your skin immediatley begins to blister and you recoil in pain. <<print $player.loseHealth(4)>> <<print $player.loseSanity(10)>> <<if $player.health > 0>>[[Close the curtains->LivingRoom]]<<else>><<set $player.lastDiedLocation = "living room">>[[You die in agony as the sunlight reduces you to a charred lump->DieFromBurningSun]]<<endif>>

<<set $gameData.showOptions = false>><hr> <h2>Local artist missing after remains of husband discovered.</h2> After two weeks there is still no sign of the local artist, Ann Willow. Police broke into her home last week after Ann's mother reported her dissapearance. Some charred remains, later identified as Ann's husband, Jason, were found in the <<print $player.lastDiedLocation>>. What caused Jason's body to be burned in such a manner is still a mystery. Bloodstains and signs of sexual activity were found in the bedroom and cellar. Police are now assuming the worst and are looking for her body. <<click "Play again">><<script>>state.restart();<</script>><</click>>

<<set $gameData.showOptions = false>><h2>Local artist missing after remains of husband discovered.</h2> After two weeks there is still no sign of the local artist, Ann Willow. Police arrived at her home last week after Ann's mother reported her dissapearance. The door had been opened and some charred remains, later identified as Ann's husband, Jason, were found just inside the hallway. What caused Jason's body to be burned in such a manner is still a mystery. Bloodstains and signs of sexual activity were found in the bedroom and cellar. Police are now assuming the worst and are looking for her body. <<click "Play again">><<script>>state.restart();<</script>><</click>>

Made of white canvas, these curtains are closed. [[Open the curtains->OpenDiningRoomCurtains]] [[Leave the curtains alone->DiningRoom]]

As you pull back the curtains you are hit by a stream of sunlight that feels like an alien heat ray. Your skin immediatley begins to blister and you recoil in pain. <<Sunburn>> <<if $player.health > 0>>[[Close the curtains->DiningRoom]]<<else>><<set $player.lastDiedLocation = "dining room">>[[You die in agony as the sunlight reduces you to a charred lump->DieFromBurningSun]]<<endif>>

As you open the windows you are hit by a stream of sunlight that feels like an alien heat ray. Your skin immediatley begins to blister and you recoil in pain. <<Sunburn>> <<if $player.health > 0>>[[Close the windows->Kitchen]]<<else>><<set $player.lastDiedLocation = "kitchen">>[[You die in agony as the sunlight reduces you to a charred lump->DieFromBurningSun]]<<endif>>

This is a standard match. Not being a safety match, it can be struck against just about anything.<<if $player.location == "Cellar">> [[Use the match with the oil can to burn yourself, your wife and the whole damn house to the ground->Immolate]]<<endif>> <<TakeLink "Match">> <<ReturnLink "Match">>

<<set $player.health = 0>><<set $gameData.showOptions = false>>With grim determination you splash oil all over the cellar and over Ann. She doesn't move to stop you as the oil soaks her body. Then you drench yourself in the substance and strike the match. The oil over your body immediately catches light and you become consumed in a ball of flame. The flames quickly spread across the oil drenched floor and consume your wife. She remains motionless and unreactive as the flames begin to burn her body as they do yours. <<if $player.memoryLevel < 10>>The last thoughts that enter your head are those of your lovely wife, Ann, and what Isolda has done to you both. You take comfort in the thought that you have remained true to your humanity and denied the leech that Isolda has put within you....<<else>>The last thoughts that enter your head are those of your lovely wife, Ann, and the situation that you both found yourself in. You never did fully regain your memories, but you simply can't face the condition you are in anymore....<<endif>> <h2>Local artist and husband die in house fire.</h2> Local artist, Ann Willow, and her husband Jason, were killed in a house fire last night. Police and fire crew searching the home found Jason and Ann's charred remains inside their cellar. <<if $player.naked>>Forensics say that both Jason and his wife were naked at the time<<else>>Forensics say that although Jason was clothed, his wife was naked at the time<<endif>> and signs of sexual activity were found both in the cellar and in the bedroom. The source of ignition seems to have been a match and it is alleged that Jason had poured oil over the cellar, himself and his wife. Due to the lack of any signs of struggle police are treating the incident as some bizzare form of sexual suicide pact. <<click "Play again">><<script>>state.restart();<</script>><</click>>

This dress is your wife's. It is still slightly damp.<<if $player.memoryLevel < 4>>A vague memory of your wife wearing this surfaces in your mind. You're sure that if you can remember something else, this memory will become clearer.<<else>> [[Remember->IsoldaTalkingMemory]]<<endif>> <<TakeLink "Dress">> <<ReturnLink "Dress">>

It wasn’t a species of flower she recognised. It was quite large for a woodland plant, with dark purple petals. The heart of the flower - a white disc with a slightly oval shaped black centre – stared back at Megan like an unblinking eye. She considered picking it and taking it back home for further study, but something stopped her. It was the sheer otherworldliness of the flower itself. If this plant was unique then she didn’t want to kill the species by lifting it out of the soil. She brushed back a lock of fiery red hair, lifted up her skirt, and crouched down to smell the plant. The scent was itself unique. It was a feminine smell, like expensive perfume but hiding something else, something dark and musky. There was something mesmerising about the flower that was magnified by its scent. Megan was entranced by the smell. It was as though the flower itself was having an aphrodisiac effect on her. Disturbed, and concerned that perhaps this odd flower had narcotic properties, she dragged herself away from it and headed back home. The cottage was only ten minutes walk from the woods. She had bought it with inheritance gained from the death of her mother a year ago. This event had coincided with the breakup of her marriage. The cottage itself was situated in a picturesque part of the Cornish countryside, many miles from any visible signs of life. This suited Megan. She was still trying to get over both the death of her mother and the lying, cheating bastard that walked away with her heart and refused to give it back. When Megan returned she felt oddly drained and slightly depressed. She climbed the stairs and headed straight for the bedroom. As she undressed she examined herself in the full length mirror that was situated against the bedroom wall. Megan was a woman in her mid twenties. Though not what you would call a classic beauty, she was quite pretty. Her nose was small and cute and she had large hazel eyes and an expressive face. Like most redheads her face and neck were covered in a considerable amount of freckles. Her body was slim, well proportioned and in fine shape. This was partially due to Megan’s interest in yoga, and mostly due to her daily walks in the woods beyond the boundaries of her cottage. Remembering the scent of the flower, Megan suddenly felt a wave of intense longing. She was further surprised to feel tears running down her cheeks. Her emotions seemed out of control and she was incredibly tired. She settled into bed and fell asleep almost as soon as her head hit the pillow. She was standing on a lush green hill, looking down on a verdant valley full of the strange purple flowers. Small figures could be seen lying down amongst the vegetation. As she drew closer she saw that the figures were people, men and women of all ages. She wanted to lie down with them, lose herself in a sea of flesh… Megan woke with her body drenched in sweat. Why couldn’t she get that damn flower out of her head? The following day found Megan standing in the woods, staring at the flower. The flower stared back. She knelt down and took in its scent again. The effect was even stronger than the day before. She immediately felt a need to lie down in the damp earth. It was a very quiet woodland. Megan had only seen one person – a rambler – in all the time she had lived at the cottage. There would be very little chance of getting caught. She stripped, lost in her own world as she lay back on the damp earth. She vaguely felt something leafy brush over her body and she fancied some woodland spirit had extended gnarly fingers to caress her. Something wrapped around her arm, pulling it back onto the ground. She lifted her head to see large tendrils snaking out from the base of the flower. Another tendril wrapped around her other arm, and her legs, pinning her to the ground. Despite her fear, Megan was still transfixed by the scent of the plant, and when a tendril wrapped itself around her neck, she offered little resistance. She arched her back, clawing at the earth with her hands as the plant tightened its grip around her throat. She gave out a cry of fear which quickly became a choking girgle. She stared at the bright blue summer sky as her eyes bulged and the life drained out of her. She continued to stare, eyes wide, at the open sky long after her heart had stopped. An hour later the tendrils withdrew. Two hours later and Megan’s body began to split open. Bud like growths sprouted out of her corpse. Bursting, they released spores into the air that would be carried on the wind to other woodlands, fields, and gardens. <<print $player.loseSanity(20)>> [[Clear your vision->FlowerBed]]

<<set $gameData.showOptions = false>>Your teeth sink into your wife's neck. The coppery taste of your wife's blood, dripping from the wound, is oddly intoxicating and addictive. You can't control yourself and find yourself drinking deeply from her. As you drink in your wife's blood, you feel something inside you take posession of your senses. You feel more alive, more intense than you ever had before. It will be night soon. The sun will die and the white lady will shower the world with her silver light. She will return to you when the moon is high in the sky. You turn to my wife's naked body. It is nothing to you now, a dried up desiccated corpse. There is no Ann anymore, only Isolda. Soon you and Isloda will be together and you will share in her eternal longing and loneliness, you shall both live forever sharing in each others sorrow and living out an eternity of lust, and sex, and blood.... <hr> <h2>Missing artist's painting sold.</h2> A year after the mysterious dissapearance of the local artist, Ann Willow, her husband, Jason, has sold the last painting she ever made to a private collector in Wales. The painting, entitled 'Isolda's Eyes', is unusual in that it is the only artistic nude painting done by the artist. The subject of the painting is rumoured to have been a close friend of Ms Willow. She is also said to have been having an affair with Jason Williow. Mr. Willow plans to use the money from the sale to emmigrate with his mistress to Alaska later this year. <<click "Play again">><<script>>state.restart();<</script>><</click>>

This necklace seems to be made of solid silver. It bears strange indecipherable symbols on it and feels unnaturally cold. The symbols look similar to the symbols painted in the circle on the floor of the secret chamber. <<TakeLink "Necklace">> <<ReturnLink "Necklace">>

The book bears no title and is bound in black leather. The pages are old and yellowed. The contents are difficult to read. They appear to be hand written with an ink pen in rather scrawly handwriting. They also seem to be in Old English with imprecise spelling. [[Read the book->ReadBook]] <<TakeLink "Book">> <<ReturnLink "Book">>

<<set $gameData.bookRead = true>><h3>Date being the first of august aiteen fifty too.</h3> I ave beein visted by a strange and wondereres dream. Them that serve the darkness were assembellled in a great black forest, frolicking and cavorting under a skie lit with strange stars. I did felt a kinship with them, as though we were all sisters of the night. They called me into their circel weare they shewed me the delights of the earth. We all laid together in the pleasures of the flesh and praysed the great goddess of the woods. They shewed me the circle. I know the circle must be painted in blood, but not how the blood must be prepaired. I went out into the fields to pick hemlock. I hope it will give me more visions. <h3>Date being the second of august aiteen fifty too.</h3> I ave dreamed of them again! I now no the circle must be painted in human blood, the blood of an innocent. I knew how the priest's son looked at me with lust in is eyes. I wagered he has not yet touched a woman, and would make an excellent sacrifice. I lured him down into the chamber. He was a fumbling idiot, unable to undo the laces of my bodice for the trembling in his hands. He had to be geyeded through every step. When we lay together I took my nife and slit his throat. I revelled in the warmth of his blood before casting his corpse aside and using his blood to draw the circle. I shall bury the body on the morrow. <h3>Date being the third of august aiteen fifty too.</h3> The sisterhood was pleased with my offering. I threw the body down the old well, but I fancied I saw someone watching me. Whoever it was fled before I could find out from whence they spied me. I must be cautious from now on. <h3>Date being the fourth of august aiteen fifty too.</h3> The circle is ready, but before I can join my sisters I have discovered who has been spying on me! It was the priest! He followed me back to this chamber. He challenged me, told me I had the devil's mark in me. The old fool thought he could exercise the deemons within me. I played along for a while, exposing my body for him whilst he looked for witche's marks. I allowed him to torture me. I pretended to swoon and when he untied me I lashed out, clawing out the fools eyes, before strangling him. He had a strange silver necklace with symbols on it not unlike those of the circle. I shall study it anon. <h3>Date being the fifth of august aiteen fifty too.</h3> They called to me again last night. They taught me the words of power to open the circle:- "Ia Yog Sothoth Ia Yog Sothoth The path is open" I threw the body of the priest down the same well as his idiot son. I shall examine his necklace at a later date - it fees oddly cold to the touch and I feel it holds some sort of unknown danger to my sisters. <h3>Date being the sixth of august aiteen fifty too.</h3> Today I shall join them in their reveree. I shall stand in the sacred circle and chant the words of power. I belong with them and will willingly give myself to the black goddess. My destiny awaits. [[Close the book->ObjectBook]]

<<set $gameData.showOptions = false>>As you chant the strange words a force like an unseen hand grips you and seems to pull you through the veil of reality. You get a sense of travelling a great distance at great speed and experience half-glimpsed places of terrible alien vistas under unnatural skies.<<print $player.loseSanity(10)>> [[Land->BlackForest]]

Try as you might you cannot break free from the grasp of the worshippers.<<if $player.naked == false>> The priestess uses the knife to cut away your clothes.<<set $player.naked = true>><<set _object = GetGameObject("YourClothes", $gameObjects)>><<set _object.location = "Aftermath">><<set $gameData.tornClothes = true>><<endif>> Turning her attention back to the woman on the cross, the priestess makes no sound, simply planting a gentle kiss on the woman's lips. <span class="speech-secondary">"This is the final lesson"</span>, the priestess says to her bound companion. <span class="speech-secondary">"Are you ready for enlightenment?"</span> The girl remains silent. [[Keep struggling->KeepStruggling]]

As you continue to struggle you realise that once this little performance is over, things are going to take a decidedly darker turn for you. <span class="speech-secondary">"I ask you again"</span>, the priestess says, <span class="speech-secondary">"Are you ready for enlightenment?"</span> Her captive shivers as the priestess digs the tip of the knife into her skin, drawing blood. The priestess lifts the dagger to the girl's lips, allowing a droplet of the red fluid to drip down onto her lips. She licks them, savouring the coppery taste. The ground beneath your feet starts to vibrate slightly and you can hear a dull thudding noise in the distance. <span class="speech-secondary">"This is the last time I shall ask you"<span>, says the priestess. Her voice is soft, seductive. <span class="speech-secondary">"Are you ready for enlightenment?"</span> <span class="speech-secondary">"Yes"<span>, the bound girl gasps, <span class="speech-secondary">"I'm ready."</span> <span class="speech-secondary">"Then witness the majesty of one of her children in all of its glory"</span>, the priestess replies. With one swift motion the woman cuts a deep wound into the girl's stomach, just below her navel. She gives out a cry of pain as blood begins to seep out of the open wound, soaking her body. The thudding sound becomes louder and more frantic, as if drawn by the smell of the supplicant's blood.<<print $player.loseSanity(10)>> [[Await your fate->EnterTheDarkYoung]]

Suddenly, the trees part and a hideous tree-like creature emerges into the clearing. It has a strange, black trunk-like body from which protrude a mass of tentacles. It stands on large, goat like hooves. The worshippers hold you in front of the hideous creature. It extends several of its branch-like limbs which end in obscene sucking mouths and latch themselves onto the woman tied to the cross. The woman writhes in agony as the monster uses these mouths to suck the blood from her body, leaving behind large red marks on the pale flesh. The thing drains her life away, along with her blood. <<print $player.loseSanity(15)>> <<if ObjectLocation("Necklace", $gameObjects) == "inventory">>The hideous black creature now turns its attention to you. It extends its ropy tentacles toward you. As soon as they make contact with you, the silver necklace that you are wearing begins to glow with an odd green luminescence. The creature recoils as a strange green flame leaps out of the necklace and begins to burn the creature. It lashes out with its tentacles at the women and the priestess, igniting each one with the same green flame, before running off back into the woods. The women begin to scream, trying to douse the unholy fire that engulfs them. The priestess continues to stand there. She looks at you with eyes full of hate as the green flame sears her flesh. Then she closes her eyes and just stands there, burning. Eventually the burning ceases. The clearing, now littered with burnt corpses, grows quiet. All that remains are charred bodies, and the [[black dagger-->Dagger]] still clutched by the blackened body of the priestess. <<print $player.loseSanity(15)>> [[Run->BlackForest]]<<else>>The hideous black creature now turns its attention on you. It extends its ropy tentacles toward you. As soon as they make contact with you, it starts sucking the blood from you. The last thing you hear is the sound of your own screams as the life is sucked right out of you... [[Fall into oblivion->DieFromDarkYoung]]<<endif>>

The knife blade is made of a black metal like substance. The markings on the handle are similar to those on the stone circle back in the chamber next to your cellar. [[Take the knife->TheresNoPlaceLikeHome]] [[Return->BlackForest]]

<<set $gameData.showOptions = false>><h2>Local artist and her husband missing.</h2> After two weeks there is still no sign of the local artist, Ann Willow or her husband, Jason. Police broke into her home last week after Ann's mother reported her dissapearance. Bloodstains and signs of sexual activity were found in the bedroom and cellar. Police are treating the diasspearances as 'suspicious'. <<click "Play again">><<script>>state.restart();<</script>><</click>>

<<set $gameData.showOptions = false>>As you lay a hand on the knife, the symbols on it begin to glow, as does your necklace. The air grows unnaturally cold and you have the same feeling of being ripped out of this reality and thrust back into it again, as the one you had back in the chamber... [[You're back in the real world->SecretChamber]]

<<InsanityCheck>>You stand in a forest clearing. Trees surround you everywhere. The clearing is surrounded in a large stone circle. The aftermath of a hideous ritual has left charred and balckened bodies strewn about the cirle. The stench of cooked flesh is unbearable. A [[black dagger-->Dagger]] is still clutched by the blackened body of the priestess. <<RoomObjects>> [[Return to the forest->BlackForest]]

<<set $gameData.showOptions = false>>Your mind snaps fully. Reality melts away and you lose yourself in the depths of a profound and permanent insanity. [[Lose your mind->DieFromDarkYoung]]

This heafty crowbar is made of solid iron. <<TakeLink "Crowbar">> <<ReturnLink "Crowbar">>

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