> She kneels down, inching closer to you.

> “How do you know my name?”

> You can barely choke out the next word.

> "Gramophone?"

> They freeze. "... How do you know my dad's name?"

> You're seriously running out of power now. It's getting so hard to speak. You just stare back at her.

> She stands up, and brushes herself off.

> "Okay, listen. I don't know who you are, or how you know who my dad is but- He's been missing for over three years. I'll bring you back, but I-"

> She picks you up. You don't understand what's going on.

> "I'm- I'm sorry. I'll take you back tomorrow, okay?"

> Why are they walking to the exit?