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What are you talking about, Norman?
You already know, don't you?
I laid a trap for three people.
"I'll tell Don it's under my bed."
"And I'll tell Gilda that it's in the ceiling of the second floor bathroom."
That's just what I told you, Ray.
But I actually told Don it's in the dining hall, and Gilda that it's in the library.
And the rope that was under my bed is gone.
What about the other two places?
Do you want to go check?
Aw, man. I thought I really had you going.
You're right.
I'm Mom's mole.
When did you start suspecting me?
The day Sister Krone showed up.
I was disgusted with myself.
You were the first person I doubted.
"But we're friends!
I just hope it isn't true," I thought.
I saw it as a worst-case scenario.
But you being the mole would be the worst case for us,
and it would benefit the enemy the most.
You can influence our plans, and you're in the perfect position to control everything.
You're the best man for the job.
That's why you suspected me?
And I walked right into your trap, huh?
Also, Ray...
This isn't a recent thing, is it?
There's no way Mom would so readily trust a new recruit.
How long have you been doing this?
Ever since I got here.
I've been working for her for a real long time now.
I'm basically a sheep dog.
So you knew all along and still helped Mom?
Yeah.
Was it all lies? Your friendship with Emma and me?
And planning the escape with us?
How much have you told Mom?
The transmitters can be destroyed, right?
Why do you ask?
Will you cut me off if you don't like my answers?
I won't.
You'll remain by our side, just like you always have.
Aren't you glad? You can cover up the fact that you've been exposed.
You like your role as a mole so much that you were willing to frame Don, right?
What are you after?
Three things.
One: stay with us like always and guarantee our safety.
Two: tell me everything you know.
Three: defect.
Work for me instead.
You want to use me as your trump card?
Yeah.
Are you stupid?
If that's what you were after, you should've used me without saying anything,
manipulated me into doing what you want, and then abandoned me during the escape.
That would've been a much surer bet!
You're right, but...
"We're family! We grew up together!", she said.
And that changed my mind.
I want to believe in you too.
Believe that you're more of a friend than an enemy.
Besides, you're the one who hid Little Bernie, right?
That night, if you hadn't said we could still make it
we wouldn't have gone to the gate.
You set things up so we would learn the House's secret on our own.
You engineered this escape plan for our sake, didn't you?
So then why are you acting as Mom's lapdog?
"Why"?
If you truly were her lapdog,
you would never have done anything to help us learn the truth.
You were keeping us on a leash.
With the transmitters thing and the timing of the escape,
you were keeping our progress in check.
That's why you were so against the idea of escaping in ten days.
But at the same time, you were keeping Mom on a leash too, weren't you?
You really aren't our enemy, right?
I volunteered myself.
Or well, it'd be more accurate to say I offered my services.
It was all to lay the groundwork for this escape!
The best place to learn about the enemy and gather material was on their side.
So I went to Mom and proposed a deal.
That was too risky.
I knew the odds were in my favor.
I'm a perfect scorer raised with great love and care.
Mom would want to avoid shipping me out early.
I was sure of that.
And when it comes down to it, she cares more about profits than rules.
I asked her for two things.
One: "I'll work for you, so don't ship me out immediately."
Two: "Pay me if my work is satisfactory."
Pay you?
With all kinds of junk.
And if the House doesn't have it, I can have it delivered.
I tried several things to figure out what I could or couldn't get.
And to learn more about the outside world.
What I found was that I could get almost anything as long as it wasn't hazardous.
Most things I got were outdated, though.
Is that why you said you had some ideas for getting rid of the transmitters?
I've seen the actual things.
After years of experimentation, I figured out how to destroy them.
The transmitters can be neutralized for sure.
Do you get it?
The guy sitting in front of you is the biggest trump card in this game.
Be it about the transmitters or about Mom,
I hold more info that can help the escape than you could ever imagine.
I've been preparing for this ever since I learned the truth behind the House.
Ray...
And I sent you two to the gate and made sure nobody else would realize.
It was all to prevent you two from being killed!
You're right, Norman.
I am not your enemy.
But I'm not your ally either.
If you accept my condition, I don't mind becoming your pawn.
I'll give you all the information I have,
and I'll tell Mom all the lies you want.
Condition?
Trick Emma.
Pretend to take everyone along for the escape and abandon them when the time comes.
At most, we can take Don and Gilda with us.
You're telling me to give up on getting everyone out?
Yeah.
They're all doing better than we expected in training.
You even said they were moving fine.
You meant that, didn't you?
Then we could take—
But that doesn't change the fact that they'll be dead weight.
You said you would help us out.
And this is my way of helping.
If you can't accept that, then you, Emma, and everyone else can die right here.
I thought you didn't want us to die.
If you're going to die soon anyway, you're better off being shipped out.
What'll it be? Do you accept my condition?
Fine. I accept.
And what if you're lying to me?
I'm not. I know what's at stake.
You're late.
I was talking to Norman.
And?
Nothing of note to report.
They're still engrossed in their tag training.
Anyway, that Sister's making moves again.
You should keep an eye on her.
Is that so?
You never should've called her.
You wanted her to act as a deterrent for me right?
It makes me sad that you still don't trust me after I've worked for you for six years.
She's just a precaution.
Besides, if you'd stopped those two from going to the gate that night,
we wouldn't be in this situation to begin with.
Sorry about that.
I never expected you to become a watchdog so useless that it couldn't do its job while I was away.
My work since then has made up for it, hasn't it?
I sold out my best friends, and I'm letting you know what the Sister's doing.
You'd better pay me for all of this.
Of course.
We have a deal, after all.
Let's all get out of here together!
You too, Ray!
Man, I tried...
I tried to warn you.
Emma?!
Emma...
Everyone!
Rise and shine, Norman!
Good morning!
Mornin', Norman!
Morning, Emma.
Morning, Norman.
Morning, Ray.
So, did anythin' happen with the rope?
Did the mole make a move?
Well...
Oh, that's me.
I'm the one working for Mom.
It was you?!
W-Wait, I blurted that out without thinking, b-but I don't understand.
H-Huh?
Let me explain!
So, he's working for Mom, but he's not our enemy,
and he was doing that this whole time for our sake?
Yeah.
l was actually planning on telling you two once you got back from the gate.
But you left Little Bernie there, and started talking about getting everyone out.
I hadn't planned for any of that.
Mom found out so I had to keep her in check,
and you guys were being reckless.
So I figured I'd stay quiet and keep both sides under control.
Basically, you backed us up after we messed up?
And you're still against the idea of gettin' everyone outta here?
But I've changed my mind now.
I'll help everyone escape.
This isn't like you.
You think he's lying?
Nah, I'm really glad.
Ray's agreed to help us out for real.
An' this time, we can trick Mom with fake info from the inside.
This is awesome!
But... I see...
You knew everythin' all along, huh?
It must've been so painful.
You saw so many kids off knowin' they were gonna die.
Hey...
Did your transmitter experiments involve actually messin' with someone's ear?
What happened to that kid—those kids?
They weren't shipped out early, were they?
You didn't sacrifice anyone for us, right?
O-Oh, it's okay. Thank you.
That's why we have a chance to get everyone out now.
But...
Never pick an' choose like that again.
You're not alone anymore.
You're not alone, okay?
I promise.
I'll never do it again.
Let's all get out of here together.
Emma, Norman, and Ray must be having another discussion.
Damn it!
How long are they gonna keep talking about this?
We need to hurry up and save Conny!
Maybe there's a reason for it?
What reason?
I don't know,
but there has to be something other than the dangers involved in fighting bad guys.
Something much more sinister...
Emma sure was mad.
Hey, Ray.
Can I ask you something?
What?
You said it was all to prevent us two from getting killed,
but are you thinking...
Oh, right.
I've got something to show you guys.
Gilda an' I have been watchin' Mom for a few days
an' she disappears before 8 PM every night.
She disappears?
Yeah.
She's nowhere to be found.
There's a secret room somewhere in this House.
A secret room?
Yeah. An' it's right here.
Next to her bedroom.
There's a toilet, a washroom, an' on the other side of the wall is her study.
But this part probably isn't a real wall.
We noticed that she always goes into the study or the washroom before she vanishes.
An' so,
we compared the lengths of the wall inside the study an' in the hallway.
Oh, so that's what you were doing back then.
Yeah.
What'd you find?
They didn't match.
There's a difference of about ten foot-lengths if I'm the one countin'.
The washroom wall, an' the bookshelf in the study...
We think they both have a hidden door.
And they both lead to a secret room.
But why?
Probably for...
...daily reports.
Mom reports to HQ daily.
That's what the room must be for.
HQ?
The base that's supplying babies and Sisters to this House.
Did you know there was a room here?
Nah. I had a feeling there was one, but—
Let's check it out!
If there's a way to contact the outside, we may learn where Conny and others were sent!
We may find some leads!
But can we really get in so easily?
Even if it's hard, we have to!
Wait, hang on. We gain nothing from doing that.
Even if there are comms, they're most likely linked directly to HQ and nowhere else,
and Mom might not know where our siblings have gone.
We can forget about finding any leads.
If we're unlucky, the transmitters will expose us.
We also don't know what kind of security the room has.
It's too risky.
But...
I'm saying the risk far outweighs the reward.
You're right.
For now we need to watch out for the Sister
and avoid digging our own graves.
Exactly.
I've got Mom under control, but we're done for if the Sister finds out.
Keep that in mind.
Don, can you go help with dinner arrangements?
It'll look fishy if none of us—
I know!
Huh? Don? That's not the right...
Are you really going in?
I can't be as calm as them!
Also, I want to know the real Mom.
Okay.
There's a hidden door behind this?
How does this work?
Are you sure there's a room?!
Damn it!
We have to save her as soon as possible!
Could it be...
What?
Take a close look at its structure.
Whoa!
Let's go.
It's locked.
Today's reddened sky is truly frightening
We would've been so much happier if we didn't know
Before I realize it, another warm light fizzles into the darkness
And with it, the gentle voices we once cherished fade into nothing
Believing in those was all I had left to hold onto
We'll pour our blood, sweat, tears, and determination
Into continuing to live our lives to their fullest
It's too late now to wish for love and happiness
So, move now, these clumsy legs of mine
Break free of this cage to take hold of our bright futures
Make it past our darkest fears and our despair