"He is the Ancient. He is the Land."

The now-familiar chanting continues to echo through the halls as they arrive at the intersection, where Gustav Durst awaits, kneeling next to Rose and Thorn. "You understand? As soon as you no longer feel bound to this place, you must fly up and away as far as you can. Do not let this wretched house snare you again."

Rose nods, and the two of them make the attempt to hug their father's knee, their ghost hands and arms serving poorly. At their father's direction, they move away, offering a wave to Kellon, their faces a mixture of sad and hopeful.

Gustav stands grimly and faces Kellon. "Come what may, I am ready. Promise me that if things grow dire, you will not interfere with my sacrifice."