Until Dawn

Chapter Nine

Mike approaches the door to the Sanatorium. Chapter 9, Karma/Despair, and two hours until dawn. Mike opens the door.

Mike: Oof.. ok ok ok... what's th-...

Mike locks the door behind him. Mike walks up the stairs and traverses to the Chapel, in a worse state than before.

Mike: Ho-lee... shit.

Mike can check a door:

Mike: Huh... what happened to the wolves?

Mike walks up the stairs beside the Chapel and drops down a hole into a small room, grunting. Mike finds an unlit torch.

Mike: Now I just need a pitchfork and a mob.

Mike light the torch with his lighter and grabs a flashlight, a couple of ammunition, and a Sawed-Off Shotgun.

Mike: Good enough.

Mike exits the room back to the Chapel.

Mike can find a Makeshift Graveyard:

Mike: Holy hell...

Mike continues to a locked door.

Mike: Right...

Mike shoots the lock off the door with the gun, kicks the door open with a grunt, and encounters Wolfie.

(If Mike had befriended Wolfie earlier:)

Wolfie appears quietly from behind equipment.

Mike: Hey big guy!

Mike flashbacks to when he was petting Wolfie.

Mike: Happy to see me again, huh? Heyyy! I was hopin' I'd run into you again.

Mike bends down to pet Wolfie.

Mike: Alright. Good boy. Alright pal, you're comin' with me. Alright. Here's the plan. I happened to see a map of this place, so we're not flying blind. There should be a way into the psychiatric wing that'lll take us right outside the mine. Think we can handle that? Couldn't have said it better myself. Atta boy.

Wolfie runs ahead of Mike to guide him. Mike traverses through a fenced outdoor path leading to another building of the Sanatorium with the Psychiatric Ward and a Restraining Area.

(If Wolfie is with Mike:)

Wolfie barks suddenly.

Mike: Jesus Chri--- Okiedokie boy, calm down.

Wolfie runs ahead.

Mike: Wish I could move like you, wolfie, think I'm stuck on this side.

Mike finds a lever to open a door.

Mike: Here goes nothin'.

The door behind him closes and the door behind him partially slides open.

Mike: Awesome.

Mike shimmies in through the gap, grunts as he uses his arms to push the door open a bit further.

(If Wolfie is with Mike:)

Mike: You see that? I do got moves. Don't I wolfie?

Mike walks down a set of stairs.

Mike can find a Death Certificate:

Mike: Huh.

Mike finds the grey wolf's dead remains on a door.

Mike: Ah... oh, son of a bitch.

(If Wolfie is with Mike:)

Wolfie barks quietly at his friend, shuffling back.

Mike: Huh... Jesus Christ, what the fuck have I gotten myself into...