Hidden Chamber

Play this audio as soon as you unlock the padlock to the Hidden Chamber.

With a satisfying click you unlock the office drawer, concealing a key and a stack of aged documents. As you retrieve them, your flashlight slips from your grasp, casting a beam of light across the floor. You notice faint scratches etched into the wood, just visible beneath an ajar carpet.

You pull the heavy desk aside, grunting with every effort, until you reveal a small trapdoor. Using the key you just found, you open it without difficulty. Shining your flashlight down, you expect to see some kind of modest compartment, but instead you find a ladder leading to an astonishingly large room. The air feels musty and certainly much colder as you begin your underground descent.

The room unfolds before you, its space loosely segmented by an assortment of physical boundaries, from comfortable-looking couches to vast tables cluttered with strange medical equipment, to rocking horses, dollhouses, and boxes with spin tops of various materials and colours. Right at the center stands an intimidating metal cage with thick bars going all the way up to the ceiling.

The walls are covered in writing of varying character –some penned with meticulous precision and grace, while others with rushed strokes that render the words barely legible.

“What on earth is this place?” you whisper to yourself, as you step closer to one of the walls, to get a better look.