Inside the envelope is a folded piece of paper, twelve £100 bills, a business card, a guest ID, and a bracelet made of blue silk flowers that makes your skin (?) tingle when you touch it.

Unfolding the letter, it reads:

Hello Tristian,

I've recently heard that you are in search of employment and currently in need of financial assistance. I hope that the amount provided will be enough to cover your expenses for the month. If not, please refer to the business card and let us know.

You will also find a temporary identification card and delphinium flowers to allow you to safely enter our grounds. If you would like to visit us, there are multiple locations listed on the back of the business card.

Best wishes,
[REDACTED]
CEO Delphinium LLC

What do you do next?

You open the door. You look around. You can hear faint footsteps on grass for a moment.
There's no one there.

You look down and see an envelope with a cornflower blue wax seal on the mat. About half a meter away from the mat, there are two small white ceramic shards.

Picking up the envelope, the image on the seal looks like a stalk of some kind of plant. Flipping it over, penciled handwriting slightly resembling cursive reads:

To: Tristian
For your eyes only.

What do you do?

Hello, Tristian. I know it's been a little while, but I think about now would be a good time to follow up on why we had to talk to you and about Miscel Corp.

The corporation is a business focusing on technology, softwares and the like. What really concerns me is about the incidents surrounding Building 101, 252, and 333. So far, these 'incidents' include numerous deaths with usually no survivors, if there is though, it's only one. It's been said that these are all just 'workplace accidents,' but I don't trust it, even with the evidence we were given. These are the only buildings which were affected, all of which isolated. The other buildings? unaffected and somewhere in the cities. Isn't that just convenient.

Try to keep a keen eye on your friends. Take care.

~ Vaughn

A distant voice can be heard mumbling just outside.

Something bangs loudly against the front door.

"ow!- goddamnit..."

A grumble, a swish of paper.

A knock. ... Two, three slow knocks.

Do you answer it?

Something tells me that whole feeling-like-im-being-watched thing isn't actually just paranoia. I'm gettin' a little spooked here, I guess.

- Daisy

Ow ow ow ow owwwuhhhhh :[
TRISTIAN I AM AFRAID WE HAD A POWER OUTAGE FOR LIKE.. A GOOD FEW DAYS..??

This idiot passed out randomly and now has a crack in his screen.

oughh... >:[

..Are you sure this is the right building?

Yes.

Why are all the lights off?

Either they're all still knocked out - at 12 in the morning??? - Or something's faulty in the MCC room.

..You aren't gonna help?

Not my job, ▇▇▇▇. And I could care less.. But,ermm, you guys have someone in your staff who could pro'lly repair that.

Yeesh. Okay, uh, drive safe.

[ CLICK. ]

I think someone's here? Wait. What's.. This?

( DEVICE IS PICKED UP. )

Hi, little guy. Spooky in here by myself. Cel's gone for the minute so i'm in a dark electrical room until she gets the power back on.

( SOUND IN THE DISTANCE. )

..Celia? Is that you?
Don't play these tricks on me, c'mon.

..I see you!

Show yoursel-

[ RECORDING ENDS ABRUPTLY. ]

Okay! Uh, I was in timeout for.. a while, but I'm out now! woo!

Second week of being in Building 101 just ended, happy saturday. It feels a little weird being away from the town, but freeing too. Anyway, The--

( BUZZING NOISE IN THE BACKGROUND. )

..Ooh, that was a little spooky. Lights flickering. Anyways--

Wait, what the hell? Why's the power going o-

[RECORDING ENDS ABRUPTLY.]