>>6094232>>6094308>>6094324>>6094668You head out of the now-empty kitchen, passing by an old little television on one of the counters. The screen is cracked at one corner, and the accompanying side has indents from a superhuman-strength grasp. Looks like DIO was trying out his equivalent of Hermit Purple.
Trying to find the nearest path to a balcony or porch isn't as easy as it seemed. You figure it's already too hot out to enjoy the sun anyways, and pace around the hallways for a bit before Enya sneaks up behind you. You flinch out of fear with a moment's delay.
"Boo! Did I scare you?" Enya cackles. "You've got a slow temperament. Now let's go see the mansion before it gets too busy later on. Yallah, yallah! I have other things to do too." She grabs your hand pretty forcefully with wizened digits, and yanks you along with surprising physical strength.
Enya shows you through all three floors of the mansion, pointing out interesting (and possibly pilfered) artifacts along the way, from herbs in the botanical garden to fancy blades in the weapons room ("Don't touch any, but especially never that one!"). You even pass through the costume room where you spy multiple colors of heart-shaped bands.
She also warns you to watch your step around some of the illusory extensions to the interior, and pulls you away from a few rooms that "need cleaning."
Eventually, you circle back to the first floor and stop in the library. All the walking (and a snuck glimpse of a still body under a shroud) got your heart going a little.
"That's every spot you need to know, Just remember what I said about Kenny's layout schedule, keep away from the bedrooms except your own with that mark on the door, you know the one, knock if a door's closed, don't touch what's off-limits, and ask me or one of the others here who actually know what they're doing--that's D'Arby, just the younger one, Vanilla, and Kenny G. If it's important and you need Lord DIO's audience, ask them or one of me first. Unless the master of the house is up and about himself, and in a good mood...then he shouldn't bite." Enya smacks her gums. "You're a bit of a special case, so he should be meeting you tonight, anyway. I think you'll live till then."
"That's all, right?" Your head's a bit sore from all the nodding you did to make sure she knew you understand.
"Oh!" Enya points at the leftmost shelf in the library, which is full of books in different languages. "That's the shelf with the day-to-day crap. English-Arabic phrasebooks, maps, phone and addressbooks. You're a foreigner, so you'll want that first. The others are fiction, comic books, magic tomes, and...you can see for yourself. Just put it back and turn the electric lamp off--yes, the switch is there--when you're done reading."
She cracks her back and groans. "Well, I'm off. Lord DIO will send for you tonight. Toodles!" A cloud of fog surrounds you and Enya disappears in it...you can still hear her footsteps as she leaves.
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