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The Vanishing of Ethan Carter

by Fleve

Part 4: Crows and Crypts

I love alliterations, I fondly use them in my titles wherever I tastefully can. Alliterations, incidentally, also featured prominently in Edgar Allan Poe's poem ‘The Raven’, which fits the imagery of this episode quite well. Some Scotsman uploaded a pretty decent reading of it to Wikipedia.

And there’s also a new murder mystery. This one can be a bit tricky, but I think you can reason your way through it.

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Scene A: Missy with dagger and lamp standing over Chad, who is choking dad.

Scene B: Dad stands a bit back, Missy with lamp, standing near Chad who is holding his head/face; close to crypt.

Scene C: Dad, Missy with lamp, and Chad, next to crypt entrance.

Scene D: Dad and Missy, near the church.

Scene E: Missy looking around, with lamp, and Travis.

A beautiful woman sat by a river. A witch approached and told the woman she was to have a child. The woman began to cry with joy. But the joy turned to fear and she could not stop crying. Fear turned to sadness; the woman continued to cry. She cried for months, hardly sleeping, until the child was born. But the crying had aged the woman and she was no longer beautiful. When he was old enough, her son climbed the mountain to find the home of the witch. He asked her if she could make his mother beautiful again.

The witch asked the boy many questions. After hearing the answers, the witch told the boy she had lied to the mother about her child. The boy disappeared and the mother was beautiful again.

Ethan, honey - - I’m sorry I yelled at you. I want you to keep this note and read it every time I lose my temper. I don’t mean it, and know I got a snake’s tongue. You’re my little guy, my precious bean. You just gotta pull your head out of them clouds, okay? Love, Mom

// The achievement for the witch’s puzzle reads: The wish. Wish come true.
// Might be nice to have the witch’s monologue as well:

People come here for many reasons. They want to ask me questions about the future. But I can see the future. So it is the past that interests me. If you want to find my house, you must answer the questions I ask of you. Does death bring peace or suffering? Would you prefer anonymity over notoriety? Do you feel victory when your words cause pain? Do you take that which you know you will not return? Is betrayal caused by inequality or injustice? Does sin come from the heart or the mind?