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crystal: Okay, Barlow must be asleep by now. I think it's time to summon the Oracle, and get an answer to all this mess.
annabelle: I thought that the oracle doesn't give reliable or consistent results.
crystal: Oh, the results are consistent, the oracle is never wrong. The whole trick is to figure out what the oracle is right about. We'll have to be very careful with the questions we ask.
annabelle: Can we ask about love potions? I still don't know how to prepare that mandrake.
crystal: Oh... I don't know. We won't be able to ask more than just a few questions.
annabelle: Please?
crystal: We have to ask about the coded message first. If there's time at the end, maybe we can ask about love potions.
annabelle: Oh, I hope there's time.
crystal: We have to ask about who wrote the messages. I don't think there's any way we could learn that without a little help.
crystal: I guess we can ask about your love potion. If we can get Alex to fall in love with you, maybe you can talk him out of restoring the gondola and this whole mess will just go away.
annabelle: I like your thinking.
crystal: And I don't really know if it matters. I get the impression that the oracle doesn't work until you ask just the right question.
crystal: Okay, let's go check on Barlow. Be as quiet as possible.
annabelle: Hmmm... No oracles here.
crystal: His bed has been slept in. I don't get it... We would've known if he was sleepwalking again.
annabelle: Maybe... maybe he slipped past us while we weren't paying attention.
crystal: Yeah, that's probably the case...
crystal: Hey! Did you feel that chill? It suddenly got really cold in here...
annabelle: Barlow left the window open. He always does that.
crystal: No, it's something... else...
crystal: Look! Look at the floor!
annabelle: Hey, that's blood. How did that happen?
crystal: I don't know... but I hope this isn't connected to Barlow's disappearance.
crystal: Barlow's been reading about codes... It looks like he's trying to crack the code after all.
annabelle: And good luck to him, too. Maybe he'll do a better job than we did.
crystal: Well, there's one good thing about Barlow... he knows how to do research.
crystal: It looks like he circled something in this book. Maybe it's important...
crystal: For a complex letter exchange, it helps to have an easily-remembered key phrase that contains at least one of every letter in the alphabet.
crystal: Hmmm... Maybe Barlow's out looking for the key phrase.
crystal: Blood stains that appear mysteriously are not good...
annabelle: Right, they serve absolutely no purpose. Now, tasty brains that appear mysteriously... Ahem...
crystal: Annabelle, I don't think it's going to happen.
crystal: Did you just hear that?!
annabelle: That was coming from the basement!
crystal: Something is moving around over there...
annabelle: I hear it, too. I can't quite sense whether it's human or not...
annabelle: I'll let you scout it out.
crystal: Are you sure that you poisoned Barlow properly?
annabelle: Absolutely sure. With the amount of sleeping potion he drank up, he should be sleeping right through the night... perfect for your prophesizing needs.
crystal: Then why isn't he here? And what's with that blood on the floor?
annabelle: Simple. He's probably dead.
crystal: Let's go back to Barlow's room and wait there.
crystal: Oh, My! It's Elkwood!
annabelle: That's impossible. There's no life-force in those bones. This doesn't make any sense.
crystal: We're absolutely sure that there's nobody else in the house, right?
annabelle: Other than those noises in the basement, I think we're alone... uh, with the exception of Mr. Sprawling here.
crystal: Let's... let's go back downstairs and find the source of that noise.
annabelle: See? It WAS Barlow all along, sleepwalking.
crystal: Okay, this is really weird. Blood on the floor... Elkwood appearing in his room... Barlow wandering around in the basement...
annabelle: Well, Barlow's sleepwalking habits aren't that odd... except...
crystal: We have nothing to fear... after all, WE are probably the most evil beings in Spider Cliff.
annabelle: Yeah, but all the same... what if someone wants all their blood back?
crystal: Come on, let's get this over with.
crystal: See? It was just Barlow sleepwalking.
annabelle: How did he get all the way down here without us hearing?
crystal: I don't know, but I don't think we have a lot of time. We'd better ask the oracle our questions now.
crystal: Who wrote the first message?
barlow: The first... drop anchor... rough seas, lower the sails...
barlow: ....run up the uniform flag...
annabelle: That's just gibberish.
crystal: Who wrote the second message?
barlow: The... the orders are received... the admiral is in command...
crystal: Rebecca said that he uses a lot of nautical metaphors when his bladder is full.
crystal: What's the deal with the blood on your floor?
barlow: The blood is a message... betrayal... danger...
barlow: ....The fiery door will be opened...
crystal: Okay, but...
barlow: The fiery door will be opened!
crystal: What do the coded messages say?
barlow: Rough waters... we're going off the map... off the edge...
annabelle: What does that mean?
crystal: I think he's telling us that he doesn't know. Of course, an oracle can't just come right out and say "I don't Know", it's not good for business.
crystal: How do we break the code?
barlow: ....Raising flags... for...
crystal: The Sprawling Code, Barlow...
barlow: Sprawling... expects... every man will do his duty...
crystal: Why do we even bother? This is just getting silly.
crystal: Where is the recipe for the love potion?
barlow: The fiery door!...
crystal: No, we want to know about making love potions...
barlow: The... fiery... door.
crystal: Okay, you want to talk about the fiery door.
barlow: The fiery door is opened, and the misery is unleashed...
barlow: Love is found and lost... Words on paper spell doom to the watching one...
barlow: It all starts by wielding the instrument of the turning tide!
crystal: Wow, we're really getting our money's worth this time.
barlow: The answer...is... behi...
crystal: Oh, looks like our oracle time is over.
barlow: Hey, what am I doing here?! What's going on?!
barlow: I just had this dream... No... No, what was I saying? You were making me talk in my sleep, weren't you?! Why do you do that to me?
crystal: Calm down... it was all for the best.
barlow: No! You have no reason to be playing tricks on me, demon. You have no good reason to make me talk in my sleep.
crystal: Oh, Barlow, if you only knew...