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The wind fights against you as you wander back along the crooked gardens, towards the car. The cold lays siege to your body. Monstrous clouds have since mustered and a titanic lightning bolt crackles down and fuses the barred gate at the hinges. The melted metal is welded together. The gate is now just a continuation of the tall, barred fence surrounding the complex... But there is still hope.

A few small, stonework entrances dot the gardens. Each shelter has stairs descending underground. A cluster of spooky, white birch trees stand eerily around an entrance. Whispers can be heard from there.

Around a second shelter is a thicket of blood red dogwood stems, accompanied by the howls of something below.

Lastly, a third shelter is choked with brambles and vines. A moaning, groaning voice can be heard.

There are fives ways.

*[[Attempt to climb that damned, overly tall, barred fence. I will get to that car!]]
*[[Pass the white birch trees and descend into the whispering catacomb.]]
*[[Push through the red thicket of dogwood and descend into the howling catacomb.]]
*[[Slink through the mesh of bramble and vine to the groaning, moaning catacomb below.]]
*[[Return to the mansion's entrance hall.]]