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Last night wasn't the first time Michael's come looking for you, was it?

You haven't been in Wrankwood for long, and you're certainly not the type who would have meddled with something so far outside the scope your duties, if he hadn't been pestering you.

He came to me the day after Dalton died and I took over the prop team.

He wanted to leave without going through the normal process, and without anyone noticing.

Without, like, telling Miss Stone or going through the contract cancellation and exit procedures?

But he's the lead actor. Someone was bound to find out, and he'd have to pay the contract penalty anyway.

Unless... something here scared him more than paying the penalty.

He said since the prop team had access to all the tools and was familiar with the structure of the plate, he wondered if I could...

If you could think of a way.

Yeah.

I mean, I'm sure you could, but Michael's not done with his scenes yet. If he really got away and Miss Stone found out you helped him... she wouldn't let you off the hook easy.

She could even end your career in Wrankwood!

What would your sister think?

My sister...

Didn't you say the rest of your family was against you coming to Wrankwood, and she's the only one who cheered you on?

You <i>have</i> to make it, and not just to prove your family wrong.

I just don't want to disappoint my sister. I want her to be happy for me.

S-So don't be mad, Tippi...

Please?

I'm just mad that you were hiding stuff from me.

I know you'd never agree to Michael's demands. You just didn't know how to refuse him... I can help with that.

Alright, Tippi. I've never seen you so angry...

Sh-Should we watch a movie together?

*Sigh*...

Sure.

...You want to sneak off the plate with me?

Yeah, babe. After we spend some <i>quality time</i> here, we can go and pack up right away.

Even if that prop girl really does find a way for you to circumvent the exit procedures... how do you expect to avoid the penalty for breaching your contract?

Shooting isn't over yet, and you know Greta. She'll make you pay an arm and a leg!

Who cares about some stupid contract when there's a killer on the loose?!

Dalton's dead, Shelly's dead... how long do you think it'll be before you and I are next?

We both watched and did nothing when Laura died five years ago.

Whether the killer is her lover, her dad, or some self-righteous vigilante, he's clearly after everyone who was involved!

He wants us to repent and pay for what we did!

I can take you away from this awful place, babe. We have our whole future ahead of us.

Ha, how romantic of you.

But since when has your love been so deep?

What?

So even when you were winking at Melanie, and flirting with Anna from stage design and Mila from logistics...

You're telling me you were seriously thinking about spending the rest of your life with me?

D-Does that matter right now?

Of course it does—I'm not going, Michael.

And neither are you.

You know how hard it was to get you a lead role in one of Greta's films? And not just one, but three at once!

Play this right, and you'll be a bona fide Wrankwood movie star!

There'll be another chance...

Look at me, Michael.

Your costume in <i>The Death of Lady Dupont</i> is even more exquisite and eye-catching than Melanie's, the title character.

Your perfume, what you wore to fashion week—I bought all of that with my own money. Even those fake ears and tail that let you pass as a Vulpo came from me...

Without me, the public will find out that this 'Michael' product suddenly doesn't seem so shiny anymore.

We've been together for five years. I gave up everything for you. I've spent so much of my savings, and I'm not getting any younger... I can't afford to wait for 'another chance'.

I love you, Michael. So don't let me down.

You... love me?

You were glad when Melanie publicly revealed our relationship the day Dalton died, weren't you?

To everyone else, I'm the troublemaking playboy, while you're the poor, suffering girlfriend who gave everything only to get nothing in return but mockery.

How very sympathetic, huh?

And what part of that is a lie?

You said it yourself: you're just investing in a product. <i>Investment costs money.</i>

You'd have invested in Dalton instead, wouldn't you, if he hadn't become a hopeless drunk?

You're just a parasite looking for a host, Marion.

This is stupid... And I'm stupid too.

Well, I guess that's it for us. You can stay if you want—I'm outta here.

Oh, and here's a tip: if you're looking for your next investment, try that pretty boy Lucian. He caught the entire crew's attention his first time in front of a camera. He's the real deal.

The moment you walk out of here, I'm reporting you to Greta.

You cold-hearted lunatic. Are you not afraid of the killer?

And why should I be?

Five years ago, I didn't even know why Laura fell to her death until later.

<i>You're</i> the one who watched and did nothing, not me.

You...

What are you looking at, Michael?

Rage overcomes the 'Vulpo' like a tidal wave. He sees a fire axe in a corner of the makeup room and clenches his fists.

Ah—

Why would they go down into the power deck?! Sure, there were mannequins all over the surface, but there had to have been a better plan, right Molly?

I agree.

There's nowhere to run from the Wraith in the tight spaces of a nomadic city's underground structure.

In the end, it found them one by one and hung them from the ducts to await a slow death in the endless darkness...

I went to one of the cast's interviews, and they said it was inspired by the rituals of certain Columbian wasteland tribes. Something about atonement and judgment...

Well, how they got there was kinda dumb, but I did like the segment in the power deck.

Why?

Because it was all shot on location!

Rumor has it that they ran out of cash, so they snuck into another film's studio plate and finished the shooting there... Exciting, right?

Wait... but I've seen this movie in theaters. Why don't I remember any of these scenes?

Because we're watching a copy of the original reel that was sent to the ratings agencies!

How did you even get your hands on something like that?

I...

It's, like, a basic skill for a true horror fan!

You're hiding something, Tippi...

You know so much about the industry and all the ins-and-outs of Wrankwood. How does a background painter get so much insider knowledge?

How can you do this to me, Molly?!

I share my super-secret treasure with you, hoping to make you happy, and all I get is an interrogation? *Sob*...

Aw, don't cry, I won't ask anymore, alright?

Let's just focus on the movie... so stop looking away from the screen!

Heh, you noticed.

Sorry, there's just been so much going on with the film crew lately, I'm... I'm a little nervous...

Don't worry, I'm here for you, girl!

You sure are!

Feeling better now?

Yeah!

Okay, listen up, Molly.

No matter who I am, one thing's for sure: I'm your best friend on this crew.