You read the letter, such that it is. It's scrawled in all caps, though you do not suspect it is the handy work of a certain loud-mouthed troll. There's something not quite right about the tone.
It reads:
WELCOME ROSE LALONDE. I WOULD LIKE TO PLAY A GAME WITH YOU AND YOUR FRIENDS. ALL OF YOU ARE LOCKED UP IN MY PRISON. DO NOT WORRY FOR THERE IS AMPLE OPPORTUNITY TO ESCAPE. HOWEVER I CAN GUARANTEE THAT NOT ALL OF YOU WILL MAKE IT OUT ALIVE. GOOD LUCK.
Cyrptic. You look to the key for a moment, but decide it might be best to get a better sense of where you are before trying to leave.
Rose: Read the weird mesage (FILL: TEAM JOHN<3VRISKA)
You read the letter, such that it is. It's scrawled in all caps, though you do not suspect it is the handy work of a certain loud-mouthed troll. There's something not quite right about the tone.
It reads:
I WOULD LIKE TO PLAY A GAME WITH YOU AND YOUR FRIENDS.
ALL OF YOU ARE LOCKED UP IN MY PRISON. DO NOT WORRY FOR THERE IS AMPLE OPPORTUNITY TO ESCAPE.
HOWEVER I CAN GUARANTEE THAT NOT ALL OF YOU WILL MAKE IT OUT ALIVE.
GOOD LUCK.
Cyrptic. You look to the key for a moment, but decide it might be best to get a better sense of where you are before trying to leave.
There is a small, barred window to your right.
> Rose: Examine Window