Partners in Crime

Heart pounding and breathless, Lexus, Oriana, Milky Cow, and Prince Gunner managed to unlock the cage and free the three captive officers. Relief washed over their faces as they embraced their newfound freedom, but their respite was short-lived.

As they turned to leave, their eyes fell upon a chilling sight—the Dog Mascot doll standing in the corner, its hollow eyes fixated on them, and in its paws, it held Lobo's severed head. Shock and horror filled the air as Oriana, Milky Cow, and Prince Gunner recoiled in disbelief.

"What... what have they done to Lobo?" Milky Cow whispered, his voice filled with grief and anger.

Prince Gunner clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white. "We can't let them get away with this. We need to make them pay."

Lexus, his face etched with determination, stepped forward. "We will, but for now, our priority is to survive and regroup. We have to find a way out of this mansion."

Nodding in agreement, the group split into pairs. Prince Gunner and Milky Cow, fueled by vengeance, set off together, while Oriana and Lexus took a different path, their eyes scanning every corner for any sign of escape.

Hours turned into an agonizing blur as they navigated the treacherous corridors, evading the relentless pursuit of the cursed dolls. Fear and adrenaline coursed through their veins, propelling them forward.

Finally, Lexus and Oriana stumbled upon a hidden door concealed behind a dusty tapestry. With a surge of hope, they pushed it open, revealing a secret room bathed in the soft glow of flickering candlelight.

Books and newspapers lined the shelves, their pages yellowed with age. It was a sanctuary of forgotten knowledge, a place where the truth awaited discovery. Intrigued, they stepped inside, their eyes widening at the wealth of information that surrounded them.

Oriana brushed her fingers across the spines of the books, inhaling the scent of history. "This room... it's filled with secrets. We might find answers here."

Lexus nodded, his gaze scanning the room. "Let's search for anything that might help us understand what's happening in this mansion."

Together, they combed through the shelves, carefully selecting books and examining newspaper clippings. The room whispered with untold stories, each document offering a glimpse into the dark past of the Mansion.

As they pieced together the fragments of information, a clearer picture emerged. The mansion's previous owners, the mysterious rituals, and the tragic events that had unfolded over the years—the truth slowly unfurled before their eyes.

Lexus stumbled upon a faded journal, its pages filled with cryptic symbols and haunting accounts of supernatural encounters. His heart raced as he deciphered the words, realizing that the curse haunting the mansion ran deeper than they had imagined.

Oriana, her voice filled with disbelief, turned to Lexus. "These accounts... they speak of a powerful artifact, the Al-Machina. It's said to hold the key to breaking the curse."

Lexus nodded, his mind racing with possibilities. "If we can find the Al-Machina, we might have a chance at escaping this nightmare."

Eager to uncover more, they continued their search, devouring every piece of information they could find. Hours turned into days as they delved deeper into the secrets of The Mansion, the weight of the truth pressing upon them.

But amidst the knowledge they gained, a realization also took hold—their lives and the lives of their loved ones were still in danger. They couldn't linger in the safety of the secret room forever. Determined, Lexus and Oriana made a pact to survive and reunite with their comrades.

Gathering their newfound resources, they emerged from the secret room, their hearts resolute and their minds focused. It was time to face the horrors that awaited them, armed with the knowledge they had obtained.

As they made their way through the corridors, they couldn't help but wonder if the answers they sought would bring salvation or plunge them further into the depths of darkness. Only time would tell as they ventured forth, ready to confront their fate head-on.