"a real you? What do you mean by 'the real you'? and why? i don't understand"
Thomas Maxfield has received a strange painting during his working time at a museum as an art restoration expert and a museum archivist. However,things started too change...
How long had I slept? Or better yet, how long had I died? There's no clear answer for me as the darkness still consumes me, along with the void swallows everything in the surroundings, no sound, no vibration, just pure...... darkness. But when I finally woke up, this..... isn't my vision.
As I opened my eyes, I was looking at the world in the perspective of someone else. I tried to speak but my voice can't echo over my surrounding, nor it can be heard too. Hence, I silently watch whatever happens in that perspective of the man. I can almost hear the rattling sound of the brush handle and paint bottles, assuming that he is a painter "a painter? Where did he go?" I ponder over the question all over until his vision gave me an image of a mansion
Ups! Tento obrázek porušuje naše pokyny k obsahu. Před publikováním ho, prosím, buď odstraň, nebo nahraď jiným.
(Photos taken straight from the game, cropped from phone gallery)
Perhaps the client was a Duke? I'm not so sure about that. As the painter knocked on the mansion's door, I saw a maid opened the door for him. "the mistress would like to see you,sir." The maid welcomed him and guide him to somewhere else, starting from the stairs
Ups! Tento obrázek porušuje naše pokyny k obsahu. Před publikováním ho, prosím, buď odstraň, nebo nahraď jiným.
"Stairs? Is the client at his own room?" It seems the maid didn't really guide the painter to the client so I can deduce that the client is either at his own room, somewhere at this mansion or has gone out. All of a sudden, the painter accidentally kicked something, and the vision moved to something I've seen before
Ups! Tento obrázek porušuje naše pokyny k obsahu. Před publikováním ho, prosím, buď odstraň, nebo nahraď jiným.
