<aside> <img src="/icons/add_lightgray.svg" alt="/icons/add_lightgray.svg" width="40px" /> The living room.

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<aside> <img src="/icons/add_lightgray.svg" alt="/icons/add_lightgray.svg" width="40px" /> "Tea would be amazing," you say, and she leads you through the house and into her living room where a warm fire is burning in the fireplace.

"Please, make yourself at home," she says. "I'll be right back with that tea." The old lady leaves you alone, and you look around the room as you wait for her to return. On the wall, you see two photos. One is a black and white picture of a young boy, and the other is of the old lady but when she was much younger. In the photo, she's in an old-fashioned nurse uniform. Then you notice an empty terrarium in the corner of the room. Inside it, there's some dirt and a branch, but it's otherwise empty from what you can see. Before you can get up to take a closer peek, the old lady returns with your tea.

"Thank you," you say and take a long sip. It instantly warms you up, and the fear you felt from the woods dissipates. The old lady sits in a rocking chair across from you and smiles, but there's an awkward silence. To fill it, you decide to ask about...

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<aside> <img src="/icons/arrow-right_lightgray.svg" alt="/icons/arrow-right_lightgray.svg" width="40px" /> The photo of the boy.

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<aside> <img src="/icons/arrow-right_lightgray.svg" alt="/icons/arrow-right_lightgray.svg" width="40px" /> The photo of her in a nurse uniform.

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<aside> <img src="/icons/arrow-right_lightgray.svg" alt="/icons/arrow-right_lightgray.svg" width="40px" /> The empty terrarium.

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