Path 3: Tilli, Chapter 10

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        They were face-to-face with Mr. Wolfe, snarling at them in close range, causing her to protect Heinrich from him. "I told you not to break the balance. You're not neutral, but I let you roam free. I thought you wouldn't do anything to ruin my balance, but you did. You've freed Rapunzel, her prince, and her children. That's one less neutral role in my labyrinth, and you know I mean my warnings."

        "Mr, Wolfe, she deserved it! She should have been free, that pain, that ability to never see who she loves. It's wrong! You're wrong, and that's not alright!" Tilli said.

        "You and your frog king, trying to save everyone but being helpless and vulnerable yourself. Your kind make me sick. What you've done is collapsed another universe of this house, and it's only too soon until it affects you. You want to find your sisters? What a joke. They're already dead."

        "Wait... Dead? No, they can't, not yet. It's not soon enough, that only happens when---"

        "Ah, it appears you're remembering past trips. Well, isn't that nice. If you're recalling that, you must know what I do to pretty people who want to help others."

        "You... You reset us, and—and we forget until it's almost too late to change anything."

        "That's right, that's exactly what I do."

        "You missed one thing, however," Heinrich said from his protective hold, trying to leave it but not being able to, grunting in irritant.

        "And that is, frog?"

        "I've never met her before, and I'm more good than neutral, and that's what matters. I replace her role with my own. Leave her alone, she's doesn't deserve your threats. Go threaten someone of your own power."

        "My own power, hm? You may be on to something, frog." With a chuckle, Mr. Wolfe hummed in bemusement. "I let you off the second time, but if I catch you a third time, I will reset you, both of you. Enjoy your time while you can."

        Turning her flashlight on in the darkness his flashlight left, she stared in awe at the room they were in. The walls were white, but the room was elaborate. And as she stepped forward, she found a door, knocking on it without hesitation. For a moment, no one answered, but once she heard footsteps down a corridor, the door opened at last.

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