I returned to the room with the bookshelves and began to read the notes lying there. These notes told of how much Uncle Luigi was jealous of my father. There were numbers. Looks like it was a code. I decided to record them right-handed. 4117. Here is the code I received. With this code I returned to the room with the chest.
Entering the room, I walked over to the chest and began entering the code. It turned out to be true. I opened the chest and took out half of the photograph. It showed Uncle Luigi, Aunt Daisy and Lucy. What is this half of the photo doing here? Without hesitation, I put the photo in my bag and walked towards the exit of the room.
I decided to go back to the room with the bookcases. I felt like I was missing something. Entering the room, I walked to the table at the end of the room. Place the patterned sheet on it. Taking the sheet in my hands, I began to examine this drawing. It looked like a map. I wonder who he is? I took the piece of paper in my hand and walked towards the exit of the room.
Leaving the room, I headed to the left room. When I entered there, it became difficult for me to breathe. Looks like I won't have a guest room for a long time. I looked at the sheet and followed the guide shown in the picture. I had to walk for a long time because of the gas that was in the room; breathing became more and more difficult.
When I got there, I found the second part of the photo. I put it in my bag and ran to the exit. It was impossible to breathe this gas. I started to choke. I began to think that this was the end, but I managed to reach the door and leave the room.
Leaving the room, I took a breath. The air began to grow in the body again and it was pleasant. I took two photographs out of my bag and combined them. The crack between the two parts of the photograph began to disappear. The photograph is now complete. It was me, dad, mom, Uncle Luigi, Aunt Daisy, my brother Pick and Lucy. We all smiled while looking at the camera.
- (I remember this day. It was mine and Lucy's birthday. Even cruelly, I had to keep track of all this, that we are twins. Even though we were born in different families. This was probably passed down from our fathers. God, how I miss for those who miss those days when we were together and had fun....)
Without realizing it, I started crying at the photo. I miss my father very much. But soon I will be with him again. I wiped my tears, put the photo in my bag and went into the right corridor.
Approaching the right corridor, I saw a lever. After thinking a little, I pressed this lever. The sound of something being turned off was heard. I walked around the corridor and the passage to the door. Also, the lasers on the floor were turned off, but they did not work. This lever appears to have disabled the lasers. After looking around, I went to the door. Having almost reached the door, a very familiar voice stops me.
- Leaving so soon?
I turned into my voice and shook with fear, realizing who in front of me. It was my uncle Luigi. He was dressed in a green jacket, a white apron, white gloves, a blue overalls and brown shoes. Also on his head is not his branded green cap with the letter "L". His eyes were red and cruel. They read excitement and madness. A smile added me even more fear. He held a test in his hand. He was all in blood from head to toe. It was scary to look at him.
- You leave me behind, like my brother. You have always been similar and never changed. But at this time ...
He brings a big knife to his face and is ready to attack me.
-... This time you will not leave me behind!
At this moment I wanted to run away from this place, but I overcame myself. I did not move there. Almost like a statue. I just looked at the floor and tried to expand the layers that "Uncle Luigi" spoke of.
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