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 <CATEGORY Name="Inventory">
    <Entry Name="ItemName_smallkey">
	 Rusty Prison Key
	</Entry>
	<Entry Name="ItemDesc_smallkey">
	 A small rusted key, this might fit on a closed prison door. 
	</Entry>
	<Entry Name="ItemName_puzzlekey">
	 White Key
	</Entry>
	<Entry Name="ItemDesc_puzzlekey">
	 A bright white key, it obviously stands out. 
	</Entry>
	<Entry Name="ItemName_fakekey">
	 Black Key
	</Entry>
	<Entry Name="ItemDesc_fakekey">
	 A jet black key, it looks the same as the others. 
	</Entry>
	<Entry Name="ItemName_CellarKey">
	 Cellar Key
	</Entry>
	<Entry Name="ItemDesc_CellarKey">
	 A roughly hewn key, the imprint reads "Cellar"
	</Entry>
	<Entry Name="ItemName_deskkey">
	 Desk Key
	</Entry>
	<Entry Name="ItemDesc_deskkey">
	 A key with a fine imprint on it, it might fit on a closed desk. 
	</Entry>
	<Entry Name="ItemName_Laboratory">
	 Laboratory Key
	</Entry>
	<Entry Name="ItemDesc_Laboratory">
	 A key that seems slightly worn out by chemicals.
	</Entry>
	<Entry Name="ItemName_Hammer">
	 Stone Hammer
	</Entry>
	<Entry Name="ItemDesc_Hammer">
	 This hammer is strong enough to smash things with.
	</Entry>
	<Entry Name="ItemName_Container">
	 Chemical Container
	</Entry>
	<Entry Name="ItemDesc_Container">
	 A container made out of ceramics, perfect for holding acid chemicals. 
	</Entry>
	<Entry Name="ItemName_GlassJarBlood">
	 Glass Jar
	</Entry>
	<Entry Name="ItemDesc_GlassJarBlood">
	 There's a viscous reddish liquid in it that smells like metal. Is this what I think it is? 
	</Entry>
	<Entry Name="ItemName_Reagent">
	 Reagent
	</Entry>
	<Entry Name="ItemDesc_Reagent">
	 A small bottle with a complicated molecular formula on it. 
	</Entry>
	<Entry Name="ItemName_FakeVitae">
	 Vitae
	</Entry>
	<Entry Name="ItemDesc_FakeVitae">
	 Apparently this stuff can bring things back from the dead. 
	</Entry>
	<Entry Name="ItemName_ChoiceLive">
	 Vitae
	</Entry>
	<Entry Name="ItemDesc_ChoiceLive">
	 This will revive my physical body... 
	</Entry>
	<Entry Name="ItemName_ChoiceDie">
	 Poison
	</Entry>
	<Entry Name="ItemDesc_ChoiceDie">
	 This will kill my physical body... 
	</Entry>
	<Entry Name="ItemName_ChoiceForget">
	 Damascus
	</Entry>
	<Entry Name="ItemDesc_ChoiceForget">
	 This will make me forget...
	</Entry>
 </CATEGORY>
 <CATEGORY Name="CustomStoryMain">
    <Entry Name="Description">
     The question of whether or not physical immortality is something to be fought over or frowned upon has kept many a philosopher occupied.[br][br]Is it worth it, or is it not?[br][br]Creator's Notes[br]This is my first actually finished Custom Story. It's been in my to-do bucket for about a year or two, but I never got out of my cycle of procrastination to actually get it done.[br]I'd love some constructive feedback from anyone who plays this, though I'd be more than happy if anyone played it at all.
    </Entry>
 </CATEGORY>
 <CATEGORY Name="Levels">
	<Entry Name="leveldoor1">
	 Main Hall
	</Entry>
	<Entry Name="leveldoor2">
	 Cells
	</Entry>
	<Entry Name="leveldoor3">
	 Guest Room
	</Entry>
	<Entry Name="leveldoor4">
	 Greyound's Room
	</Entry>
	<Entry Name="leveldoor5">
	 Cellar
	</Entry>
	<Entry Name="leveldoor6">
	 Main Hall
	</Entry>
	<Entry Name="leveldoor7">
	 Laboratory
	</Entry>
	<Entry Name="leveldoor8">
	 Warden's Office
	</Entry>
	<Entry Name="leveldoor9">
	 Main Hall
	</Entry>
	<Entry Name="leveldoor10">
	 Torture Chambers
	</Entry>
	<Entry Name="leveldoor11">
	 Cell Block B
	</Entry>
	<Entry Name="leveldoor12">
     Main Hall
	</Entry>
	<Entry Name="leveldoor13">
	 Storage
	</Entry>
	<Entry Name="leveldoor14">
	 Flooded Area
	</Entry>
	<Entry Name="leveldoor15">
	 Storage
	</Entry>
 </CATEGORY>
 <CATEGORY Name="Messages">
 	<Entry Name="DeskDoor">The small door is locked, it is sturdier than it looks.</Entry>
 	<Entry Name="DeskDoor2">The lock of the desk is twisted, I should be able to smash it.</Entry>
	<Entry Name="Water">The water is too deep to continue.</Entry>
 	<Entry Name="Dark">It's too dark and cold down there, I'll need a lantern.</Entry>
 	<Entry Name="Approacher">What the hell is that?! I need to get out of here!</Entry>
 	<Entry Name="Locked">It's locked?!</Entry>
 	<Entry Name="Monster">I'm not going in there without lighting.</Entry>
 	<Entry Name="AlchemyFail1">There is no ingredient placed in the machine.</Entry>
 	<Entry Name="AlchemyFail2">There is no container to catch the remaining product.</Entry>
 	<Entry Name="AlchemyFail3">The machine lacks pressure to extract with.</Entry>
 	<Entry Name="AlchemyFail4">The reagent has not been added yet.</Entry>
 	<Entry Name="SlimeTouch">It's very stiff and hard, as if it were in Rigor Mortis?</Entry>
 	<Entry Name="SlimeRemove">It's come back to life and is more flexible, I can tear it down now.</Entry>
 	<Entry Name="Intro_1">Who would ever want to be immortal...</Entry>
 	<Entry Name="Intro_2">Fools who think of it as a gift...</Entry>
 	<Entry Name="Intro_3">It is a curse...</Entry>
</CATEGORY>

<CATEGORY Name="LoadingText">
 	<Entry Name="Cells">
	 His eyes widened as he saw the scythe coming down. He saw the bony hand wield it, but when he looked beyond the blade there was nothing holding the handle.
	</Entry>
	 <Entry Name="Cellar_1">
	 Fear became all that consumed his mind when in complete silence, for his heartbeat was not a sign of life, but a sign of life running out.
	</Entry>
	 <Entry Name="Distillery_1">
	 Years of loyal service, ending in betrayel. The boy believed it to be another knife in his back. Then, it seemed appropriate to return the favour.
	</Entry>
	 <Entry Name="GuestRoom_1">
	 "Is this truly the man I'm searching for?" the boy thought as he saw the man with the cane struggle to ascend the weathered staircase.
	</Entry>
	 <Entry Name="GreyRoom_1">
	 He never accepted her fate and searched for a cure, for he could not watch her rot away. Little did he know his absence hurt her more than the illness.
	</Entry>
	 <Entry Name="Tomb">
	 It was the only place he felt truly safe, though it was dark as a tomb. Yet he felt uneasy in the corridors; the silence was almost opressing.
	</Entry>
</CATEGORY>

<CATEGORY Name="Flashbacks">
	<Entry Name="FlashbackMainHall_01">I did not know what would happen, nor what consequences would be attached to it...</Entry>
	<Entry Name="FlashbackMainHall_02">To see her go like this, what was too slow for others was too fast to me...</Entry>
	<Entry Name="FlashbackMainHall_03">Every minute, every second I wanted to spend with her...</Entry>
	<Entry Name="FlashbackMainHall_04">Even eternity itself...</Entry>
	
	<Entry Name="FlashbackSickness_01">What are your thoughts, Doctor?</Entry>
	<Entry Name="FlashbackSickness_02">"There is not a lot I can do, she is beyond curable at this point."</Entry>
	<Entry Name="FlashbackSickness_03">Please, there must be something that can be done, anything?!</Entry>
	<Entry Name="FlashbackSickness_04">"I'm sorry, I've seen it before, there is no doubt in my mind."</Entry>
	<Entry Name="FlashbackSickness_05">I... understand. If you'll excuse me, I must go consult an undertaker...</Entry>
	
	<Entry Name="FlashbackGuest_01">Sir Rost, is the room to your liking?</Entry>
	<Entry Name="FlashbackGuest_02">"Certainly, nicely decorated and cozy."</Entry>
	<Entry Name="FlashbackGuest_03">Excellent, then we can start tomorrow.</Entry>
	<Entry Name="FlashbackGuest_04">"We should take it easy, haste makes waste."</Entry>
	<Entry Name="FlashbackGuest_05">But there is no time, she-</Entry>
	<Entry Name="FlashbackGuest_06">"Haste makes waste."</Entry>
	
	<Entry Name="FlashbackSebastian_01">"My Lord, can I have a moment?"</Entry>
	<Entry Name="FlashbackSebastian_02">Is something the matter, Sebastian...?</Entry>
	<Entry Name="FlashbackSebastian_03">"I... understand you're still grieving, but there is something you must know."</Entry>
	<Entry Name="FlashbackSebastian_04">I see... Well, go ahead.</Entry>
	<Entry Name="FlashbackSebastian_05">"These things are not to be discussed around the other servants. Please, follow me."</Entry>

	<Entry Name="FlashbackChapel_01">"So you're here, again..."</Entry>
	<Entry Name="FlashbackChapel_02">You... you're Rost!</Entry>
	<Entry Name="FlashbackChapel_03">Bastard! Annabelle died because of you!</Entry>
	<Entry Name="FlashbackChapel_04">"Calm yourself, boy. It was not my fault."</Entry>
	<Entry Name="FlashbackChapel_05">What are you talking about? You promised to save her, so we could be together forever!</Entry>
	<Entry Name="FlashbackChapel_06">"She disagreed."</Entry>
	<Entry Name="FlashbackChapel_07">What...?</Entry>
	<Entry Name="FlashbackChapel_08">"She refused, simple as that. She refused to live forever."</Entry>
	<Entry Name="FlashbackChapel_09">No... It can't be... Not her...</Entry>
	<Entry Name="FlashbackChapel_10">What happened after she died?</Entry>
	<Entry Name="FlashbackChapel_11">"After she died, you lost it. You killed your own butler, and chased your servants off."</Entry>
	<Entry Name="FlashbackChapel_12">Oh God... Sebastian...</Entry>
	<Entry Name="FlashbackChapel_13">"After that, you tried to hang yourself, which apparently failed."</Entry>
	<Entry Name="FlashbackChapel_14">"And in despair, you shackled yourself in the tomb of the castle."</Entry>
	<Entry Name="FlashbackChapel_15">What happens now...?</Entry>
	<Entry Name="FlashbackChapel_16">"Join me at the altar, I will explain everything."</Entry>
	
	<Entry Name="FlashbackChapel_A">So... what happens now?</Entry>
	<Entry Name="FlashbackChapel_B">"Now, boy, you make a choice."</Entry>
	<Entry Name="FlashbackChapel_C">"Choose whether you wish to live, die, or forget."</Entry>
	<Entry Name="FlashbackChapel_D">"Take these liquids, and give either of them to your physical form, deep in your subconscious."</Entry>
	<Entry Name="FlashbackChapel_E">What should I choose?</Entry>
	<Entry Name="FlashbackChapel_F">"I can not decide for you, I merely provide."</Entry>
	<Entry Name="FlashbackChapel_G">Can I choose more than one?</Entry>
	<Entry Name="FlashbackChapel_H">"I merely provide..."</Entry>
	
	<Entry Name="Tomb_01">That... thing up there. That's me?</Entry>
	<Entry Name="Tomb_02">"Yes, and you will stay this way, depending on how you choose."</Entry>
	<Entry Name="Tomb_03">So I just give any of these to my physical body, and that's it?</Entry>
	<Entry Name="Tomb_04">"As I've explained, you just have to make your choice."</Entry>
	<Entry Name="Tomb_05">"When you're done, just walk back through the portal..."</Entry>
	
	<Entry Name="EmotionSebastian">Sebastian! Mother and Father are-[br]"I know, Young Master. And I'm sorry."[br]Does this mean they'll never come home anymore?[br]"Yes, unfortunately..."[br]But I... I...[br]"Now now, Young Master, don't worry. Everything will be all right..."</Entry>
	<Entry Name="EmotionHanging">What's the point?[br]There is none, if I'm not there with you...[br]I wanted to spend every minute, every second with you.[br]Even eternity itself...</Entry>
	<Entry Name="EmotionRost">You mean, you're immortal?[br]"Yes, and it is a decision I regret."[br]Then why are you still here? Why haven't you tried dying yet?[br]"Mankind needs us, to guide them from behind the curtains, and show them that eternity is not an option."[br]I beg to differ.[br]"..."</Entry>
	<Entry Name="EmotionAnnabelle">How are you feeling today?[br]"Better, I think."[br]...[br]I wish we could stay together forever.[br]"..."[br]Anna?[br]"Yes, you're right, that would be nice..."</Entry>
</CATEGORY>

 <CATEGORY Name="Endings">
    <Entry Name="EndingA">*Price of Immortality[br][br]As I emerged from the tomb, my mind began to shimmer.[br][br]Less and less of the building became familiar, names slipped from my memory.[br][br]When I stepped outside the gate, I even forgot my own.[br][br]But I knew that I would walk this Earth as a mortal man...[br][br]*Music[br][br]Wait For The Combustion - 3rd Birthday[br]Fabricated Background - Hellsing[br]Mask of the Priest and the Bell of the Chapel - Hellsing[br]Requiem for the Living - Hellsing[br][br]*Sounds[br][br]Fast Headcrab Zombie Sound - Halflife 2[br][br]*Level Design[br][br]Frostedge[br][br]*Story Design[br][br]Frostedge[br]Some of Frostedge's friends, you know who you are.[br][br]*Special Thanks[br][br]All the people from the Frictional Games Forums, you've helped me a great deal.[br]Frictional Games, for making Amnesia: The Dark Descent.[br][br]*Extra[br][br]I long to believe in immortality.[br][br]I shall never be able to bid you an entire farewell.[br][br]If I am destined to be happy with you here, then how short is the longest life?[br][br]I wish to believe in immortality.[br][br]I wish to live with you forever...[br][br]John Keats</Entry>
	<Entry Name="EndingB">*Price of Immortality[br][br]As I stepped out from the darkness of the tomb, a wave of sadness hit me.[br][br]I had lived for decades, and my loved one was dead.[br][br]Yet I had given myself one last chance.[br][br]A chance to start over, to live the life of a true person...[br][br]*Music[br][br]Wait For The Combustion - 3rd Birthday[br]Fabricated Background - Hellsing[br]Mask of the Priest and the Bell of the Chapel - Hellsing[br]Requiem for the Living - Hellsing[br][br]*Sounds[br][br]Fast Headcrab Zombie Sound - Halflife 2[br][br]*Level Design[br][br]Frostedge[br][br]*Story Design[br][br]Frostedge[br]Some of Frostedge's friends, you know who you are.[br][br]*Special Thanks[br][br]All the people from the Frictional Games Forums, you've helped me a great deal.[br]Frictional Games, for making Amnesia: The Dark Descent.[br][br]*Extra[br][br]I long to believe in immortality.[br][br]I shall never be able to bid you an entire farewell.[br][br]If I am destined to be happy with you here, then how short is the longest life?[br][br]I wish to believe in immortality.[br][br]I wish to live with you forever...[br][br]John Keats</Entry>
	<Entry Name="EndingC">*Price of Immortality[br][br]Everything was unknown, this place, my name.[br][br]As I undid the shackles, the wounds on my arms healed immediately.[br][br]Though I knew nothing, I knew this was wrong.[br][br]I trembled in fear, as I would have to live as a God amongst mortal men...[br][br]*Music[br][br]Wait For The Combustion - 3rd Birthday[br]Fabricated Background - Hellsing[br]Mask of the Priest and the Bell of the Chapel - Hellsing[br]Requiem for the Living - Hellsing[br][br]*Sounds[br][br]Fast Headcrab Zombie Sound - Halflife 2[br][br]*Level Design[br][br]Frostedge[br][br]*Story Design[br][br]Frostedge[br]Some of Frostedge's friends, you know who you are.[br][br]*Special Thanks[br][br]All the people from the Frictional Games Forums, you've helped me a great deal.[br]Frictional Games, for making Amnesia: The Dark Descent.[br][br]*Extra[br][br]I long to believe in immortality.[br][br]I shall never be able to bid you an entire farewell.[br][br]If I am destined to be happy with you here, then how short is the longest life?[br][br]I wish to believe in immortality.[br][br]I wish to live with you forever...[br][br]John Keats</Entry>
	<Entry Name="EndingD">*Price of Immortality[br][br]Death still frightened me, I could not stand dying.[br][br]Selfish to the end, some might say.[br][br]I felt sick, leaving someone else to die in my place.[br][br]Though the nausea quickly faded, as did the rest of me...[br][br]*Music[br][br]Wait For The Combustion - 3rd Birthday[br]Fabricated Background - Hellsing[br]Mask of the Priest and the Bell of the Chapel - Hellsing[br]Requiem for the Living - Hellsing[br][br]*Sounds[br][br]Fast Headcrab Zombie Sound - Halflife 2[br][br]*Level Design[br][br]Frostedge[br][br]*Story Design[br][br]Frostedge[br]Some of Frostedge's friends, you know who you are.[br][br]*Special Thanks[br][br]All the people from the Frictional Games Forums, you've helped me a great deal.[br]Frictional Games, for making Amnesia: The Dark Descent.[br][br]*Extra[br][br]I long to believe in immortality.[br][br]I shall never be able to bid you an entire farewell.[br][br]If I am destined to be happy with you here, then how short is the longest life?[br][br]I wish to believe in immortality.[br][br]I wish to live with you forever...[br][br]John Keats</Entry>
	<Entry Name="EndingE">*Price of Immortality[br][br]The cuts from the shackles healed quickly after I removed the metal constraints.[br][br]I stepped beyond my despair, for reasons unknown.[br][br]I would forever mourn the loss of her, and all the others.[br][br]I would become like him, help the world, and never be acknowledged for it...[br][br]*Music[br][br]Wait For The Combustion - 3rd Birthday[br]Fabricated Background - Hellsing[br]Mask of the Priest and the Bell of the Chapel - Hellsing[br]Requiem for the Living - Hellsing[br][br]*Sounds[br][br]Fast Headcrab Zombie Sound - Halflife 2[br][br]*Level Design[br][br]Frostedge[br][br]*Story Design[br][br]Frostedge[br]Some of Frostedge's friends, you know who you are.[br][br]*Special Thanks[br][br]All the people from the Frictional Games Forums, you've helped me a great deal.[br]Frictional Games, for making Amnesia: The Dark Descent.[br][br]*Extra[br][br]I long to believe in immortality.[br][br]I shall never be able to bid you an entire farewell.[br][br]If I am destined to be happy with you here, then how short is the longest life?[br][br]I wish to believe in immortality.[br][br]I wish to live with you forever...[br][br]John Keats</Entry>
	<Entry Name="EndingF">*Price of Immortality[br][br]As my stomach roiled and head thumped, my mind began to waver.[br][br]Thoughts of her passed my mind, sitting in the sunlight, playing piano.[br][br]She seemed like an angel in that divine bright light.[br][br]I took a seat besides her, and struck the first note of the melody that would be my requiem...[br][br]*Music[br][br]Wait For The Combustion - 3rd Birthday[br]Fabricated Background - Hellsing[br]Mask of the Priest and the Bell of the Chapel - Hellsing[br]Requiem for the Living - Hellsing[br][br]*Sounds[br][br]Fast Headcrab Zombie Sound - Halflife 2[br][br]*Level Design[br][br]Frostedge[br][br]*Story Design[br][br]Frostedge[br]Some of Frostedge's friends, you know who you are.[br][br]*Special Thanks[br][br]All the people from the Frictional Games Forums, you've helped me a great deal.[br]Frictional Games, for making Amnesia: The Dark Descent.[br][br]*Extra[br][br]I long to believe in immortality.[br][br]I shall never be able to bid you an entire farewell.[br][br]If I am destined to be happy with you here, then how short is the longest life?[br][br]I wish to believe in immortality.[br][br]I wish to live with you forever...[br][br]John Keats</Entry>
	<Entry Name="EndingG">*Price of Immortality[br][br]I did not choose between life or death.[br][br]Whether I was too weak-willed or cowardly to choose either, I chose purgatory.[br][br]My head started to spin, the familiar feeling of emptiness claiming it as its shell.[br][br]I did not make a choice. But I knew that somewhere along the way, someone else would...[br][br]*Music[br][br]Wait For The Combustion - 3rd Birthday[br]Fabricated Background - Hellsing[br]Mask of the Priest and the Bell of the Chapel - Hellsing[br]Requiem for the Living - Hellsing[br][br]*Sounds[br][br]Fast Headcrab Zombie Sound - Halflife 2[br][br]*Level Design[br][br]Frostedge[br][br]*Story Design[br][br]Frostedge[br]Some of Frostedge's friends, you know who you are.[br][br]*Special Thanks[br][br]All the people from the Frictional Games Forums, you've helped me a great deal.[br]Frictional Games, for making Amnesia: The Dark Descent.[br][br]*Extra[br][br]I long to believe in immortality.[br][br]I shall never be able to bid you an entire farewell.[br][br]If I am destined to be happy with you here, then how short is the longest life?[br][br]I wish to believe in immortality.[br][br]I wish to live with you forever...[br][br]John Keats</Entry>
	<Entry Name="EndingH">*Price of Immortality[br][br]I am torn between three.[br][br]I can not live, for I have lost her.[br][br]I can not die, for I fear Death itself.[br][br]I can not forget, for I refuse to become selfish.[br][br]I choose pure hell as my own, and it shall last forever...[br][br]*Music[br][br]Wait For The Combustion - 3rd Birthday[br]Fabricated Background - Hellsing[br]Mask of the Priest and the Bell of the Chapel - Hellsing[br]Requiem for the Living - Hellsing[br][br]*Sounds[br][br]Fast Headcrab Zombie Sound - Halflife 2[br][br]*Level Design[br][br]Frostedge[br][br]*Story Design[br][br]Frostedge[br]Some of Frostedge's friends, you know who you are.[br][br]*Special Thanks[br][br]All the people from the Frictional Games Forums, you've helped me a great deal.[br]Frictional Games, for making Amnesia: The Dark Descent.[br][br]*Extra[br][br]I long to believe in immortality.[br][br]I shall never be able to bid you an entire farewell.[br][br]If I am destined to be happy with you here, then how short is the longest life?[br][br]I wish to believe in immortality.[br][br]I wish to live with you forever...[br][br]John Keats</Entry>
 </CATEGORY>
 <CATEGORY Name="Journal">
    <Entry Name="Note_items_Name">Smudgy Note</Entry>
	<Entry Name="Note_items_Text">Even from ashes, life can sprout.</Entry>
    <Entry Name="Note_first_Name">The End and Beginning</Entry>
	<Entry Name="Note_first_Text">My hands tremble as I write, knowing it shall be the death of me, and the birth of another. This wretched place has shown me the graveness of my sin, and my mind crashes down on myself like a giant boulder. I can not live with this, nor can I die with it. Even now, I feel myself fading away, my consciousness vanishing, making room for something better.[br][br]Something pure.</Entry>
	<Entry Name="Note_puzzleA_Name">A lock to many keys</Entry>
	<Entry Name="Note_puzzleA_Text">Where there is a door, there is a key. This is all but true, but what if there are too many keys to count? These shelves are filled with them, keys that once fit locks. Keys that once witheld the most vicious of monsters and the fairest of maidens.[br][br]Keys that have seen all.</Entry>
	<Entry Name="Note_layers_Name">Conscience</Entry>
	<Entry Name="Note_layers_Text">The conscience is a peculiar thing, ever morphing, taking new shapes, new ways to torment its owner. For every deed done, it haunts us on the ways things could have been, and how they should have been. It batters away at the person's mind, chipping away his courage and will, turning him into a scared little creature. The conscience is also what makes us human, for animals do not dwell upon the past. But the conscience is not only a thing that causes sorrow and pain, it shows us how to better ourselves, how to live our lives to the fullest.[br][br]But how hard can conscience beat a man before he breaks?</Entry>
	<Entry Name="Note_ImmortalityA_Name">Seminar on Immortality (1/2)</Entry>
	<Entry Name="Note_ImmortalityA_Text">The Philosopher started his seminar after everyone quieted down. With a few steps he reached to the chalk on his desk, and started scraping it over the blackboard. In large, white chalk stood a single, solitary word.[br][br]Immortality[br][br]"Immortality." the Philosopher stated, his voice clear. "Over the years mankind has reached so many things when it comes to medical expertise. We have banished the Plague from our lands, the sick and ill can be cured or treated. But for one condition we do not have a cure: Death. Death is unflinching, unstoppable and unavoidable. But what if you could find a way to cheat Death? You would become immortal, now let's hear some answers to this question: Why do people want to be immortal?"[br]A boy in the front rows raised his hand. "Sir, if you could become immortal, then you could become the ruler of humanity, nobody would be able to stand up to you." "Yes, nobody would be able to best you, you're correct, young lad." the Philosopher answered.[br]A girl in the middle row raised her hand as well. "You could do anything you want, travel where you want, visit old temples and libraries, gain infinite knowledge." The Philosopher nodded his head. "This is a good answer as well, knowledge has always driven man to greater heights. But this is not the answer I'm looking for. Come on, someone in here has to know the main reason?" A hand was raised in the back row.[br][br]"To save someone else."[br][br]The Philosopher looked up at the boy who just answered, a young man with strangely greyish eyes. The Philosophers' mouth curled into an amused smile.</Entry>	
	<Entry Name="Note_ImmortalityB_Name">Seminar on Immortality (2/2)</Entry>
	<Entry Name="Note_ImmortalityB_Text">"We are resuming our seminar on our current subject: Immortality. If there are any questions so far, now is the time to ask them." the Philosopher said, taking his usual stand in front of the blackboard. A hand was raised. "Sir, what kind of immortality are we discussing?" a girl asked. "The undying kind." A chuckle went through the college hall. "I'm only joking, it is a very good question indeed." the Philosopher said while plucking his beard. "What criteria could we put on immortality, give me examples of the conditions of the immortality we're discussing."[br][br]A boy in the front row raised his hand. "How about every wound you receive on the body, heals almost instantenously, and that after healing you are in the same state you were before the injury?" A girl raised her hand as well. "Yes, and that your physical body doesn't age!" The Philosopher nodded. "Indeed, accelerated healing and an unaging body would be the basic conditions."[br]The students started to become enthousiastic, shouting wild propositions.[br][br]The Philosopher tapped his cane on the floor. "Order in the Court!" He shouted, followed by an immediate silence. "So far we have only discussed the positive effects of immortality, but there must a negative consequence to it. Something that would make people think twice, that would make them hesitate. This is your assignment for tomorrow, you are dismissed."[br]As the students trickled out the door, the Philosopher took his seat behind the desk and twiddled his thumbs, lost in thought.</Entry>		
    <Entry Name="Note_philosopher_Name">Rost's Journal</Entry>
	<Entry Name="Note_philosopher_Text">I never expected the boy to be of such a renowned family, he seems eager to learn the secrets of prolonged life. Vitae, a simple word, yet meaning so much to so many. It is what keeps us going when we panic, what makes us burst with energy with the desire to live. If managed correctly, one would be able to use this cosmic material to extend their lifespan a few dozen years.[br][br]I have shown the boy my intentions. I, myself, am a user of Vitae. My death should have occured many years ago; yet here I sit, writing this journal. Over the years I have met many men asking me for my secret, yet I have only found very few worthy of its power. When I asked them their motive, most turned out to be corrupted by the idea of immortality, to create an ultimate army, rule the world or gain superior knowledge.[br]However, the boy is different. He does not want to use it to gain power, he wants to save his loved one. I look forward to working with him.</Entry>
    <Entry Name="Note_Dissapointed_Name">Dissapointment</Entry>
	<Entry Name="Note_Dissapointed_Text">Cecil, you have dissapointed me. The fact that you are reading this letter says it all; I can not trust you. If you hoped to find the key to the desk cabinet in this hidden space behind the painting, you are sadly mistaken. Even I would not choose such an obvious place to hide something.[br][br]To make up for your rudeness, mayhaps you could allow me to listen to you practising piano in your room sometimes, I have always loved the piano as an instrument, such emotions that can be expressed with it.</Entry>
    <Entry Name="Note_notetogrey_Name">Letter to the Greyound Family</Entry>
	<Entry Name="Note_notetogrey_Text">Dear Lord Greyound,[br][br]It has come to my attention during the seminar that you are interested in the impossible. I happened to gaze at your library card the other day and noticed your interest in human biology, even though human biology is not the study you enlisted in.[br][br]I can tell you this: you're not far off; the chemicals you use are the correct ones. However, the preparation of one specific ingredient is lacking. I can teach you, if you wish so, send me a letter with your answer. [br][br]Regards,[br]Professor Fredrich Rost</Entry>
    <Entry Name="Note_Sickness_Name">Letter from Doctor Smith</Entry>
	<Entry Name="Note_Sickness_Text">Dear Lord Greyound,[br][br]I am very sorry to inform you on the condition of your wife, and I can understand the frustration that comes with having to inform her about it. Judging from how far the illness has spread through her body, I suspect she will not have very long to live. I hate to sound cold-hearted, but I advise you to consult an undertaker to arrange the funeral.[br][br]Again, I'm sorry for your future loss.[br][br]Regards,[br]Dr. John Smith</Entry>
    <Entry Name="Note_Denial_Name">Greyound Journal</Entry>
	<Entry Name="Note_Denial_Text">I will not let her die, the doctor can say what he wants. I love her too much, I can't let it end like this.[br][br]I've heard rumours about a man in the University, a man who knows certain occult things. Occult, not exactly my cup of tea, but if he knows how I can save her, it's well worth it.[br][br]What else can I do?</Entry>
    <Entry Name="Note_Chemicals_Name">Ripped Page from Diary</Entry>
	<Entry Name="Note_Chemicals_Text">I met the man from the University today. He seems rather eccentric, and takes things at a very slow pace. Sadly for him, time is a luxury I do not have now, she could die at any given moment.[br]He is also a very picky man, demanding all chemicals be kept separate from each other to prevent unwanted reactions from taking place. Though I can understand his concern, it seems to me as if he is just stalling. If he turns out to be a fraud, I will make him pay dearly for his deceit.[br]Nonetheless, I have to put up with his oddities for now, I'll have Sebastian move all the chemicals to our basement, where it is cooled properly.</Entry>
    <Entry Name="Note_SebastianA_Name">Butler's Journal</Entry>
	<Entry Name="Note_SebastianA_Text">9th of September, 1824[br]The Young Master appears to be in panic, he has taken up studies in the University and spends almost every waking hour searching desperately for a cure for the Young Lady's illness. I fear for the Young Master's sanity, for he seems to be absorbed in his research, completely abandoning the Young Lady in her sickbed.[br][br]18th of September, 1824.[br]Young Master Cecil appears to have found an individual who might hold the secret to the Young Lady's survival. I certainly hope the Young Master can withold his impatience.</Entry>
	<Entry Name="Note_GreyoundRegret_Name">My last words</Entry>
	<Entry Name="Note_GreyoundRegret_Text">I am a monster, I've murdered the man who stood closest to me, to my father, and to my grandfather.[br][br]Sebastian took me to the cellar, and told me what Annabelle and Rost had discussed. What can I say? I snapped, I took the knife from the table and stabbed, there was so much blood. Now, the guilt tears me apart, I can not live with this.[br][br]There is some rope under the table, and a chair, maybe I can put an end to all of this.[br][br]And be with her, once again.</Entry>
	<Entry Name="Note_Alchemy_Name">Experiment #146</Entry>
	<Entry Name="Note_Alchemy_Text">Sebastian,[br][br]The last experiment was an utter failure. I had expected the mouse to stay alive, not disintegrate. Seeing as my research has stalled by performing these experiments, I trust you will finish this one for me. It's not that difficult, the only things that need to be done are:[br][br]-Insert the blood into the extraction machine.[br]-Add the reagent to the blood.[br]-Place a ceramic container under the outlet to catch the resulting liquid.</Entry>
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