You were in the Hacketts house, looking for Ryan, who had been gone for far too long. You make your way down into the basement until you hear small whimpers.

As you approach, you see Ryan in a corner, facing the wall. You kneel down next to him and as he turns to meet your gaze, you see blood around his mouth. Jacob, also down there, clears his throat.

“They uh…cut his tongue out. He wouldn’t stop talking. He wouldn’t just shut up…” He mumbles.