Pinja and Valerie climbed up the stairs to the fourth floor. It was the least used one, and most rooms were empty. It was freezing up there, a lot colder than downstairs. Pinja turned to face Valerie. "Alright, let's just search through these rooms, it shouldn't take too long, these rooms are mostly empty."

Valerie said nothing, but nodded, her cold eyes staring into Pinja's. It made her uncomfortable. "Let's stay close to each other," said Pinja. "If the murderer shows up, they'll have to take on the two of us."

Valerie paused a bit, and narrowed her eyes, like she was examining Pinja's expression. They stood in silence for a few moments before she nodded. "Alright…" Pinja said awkwardly. "Let's just start with this hallway."

They walked past dozens of empty rooms before they found a few that had furniture in them. Valerie walked into a room full of bookcases, while Pinja peeked inside the one next to it. It was a bedroom, but it was a lot smaller and less luxurious than the ones they'd slept in. "A servant's room maybe?" Pinja murmured and she stepped inside. The window in the room was broken, so that cold air streamed inside. "That explains the cold," murmured Pinja as she stepped further inside. She froze. On the floor next to one of the beds was a large, blue stain. It was like dark blue paint had been dumped there. Or maybe ink…

Pinja's heart was racing and she put her hand up to her pocket. She could feel her pocket knife lying there. She'd put it in her pocket before just in case, and feeling it's handle calmed her down. She stepped closer to the stain and knelt down to examine it further. It was old, like it had been there for years. Had someone died here? Pinja looked up and noticed another stain not too far away. This one was different. It was a lot smaller, and was dark-green instead of blue. There were more of them. Pinja stood up and saw that they were all around the large spot. Someone else had been hurt. She saw that they eventually led away from the blue stain, and she followed them. They led over to one of the beds, and Pinja saw that there was a green line of ink that led directly across the bed and continued on the other side. The stains were getting larger and there was less space between each one. The trail of ink eventually led to the large, broken window. Pinja examined the windowsill closer, and saw that it was entirely covered in green ink. She looked up at the broken window, her heart racing. She slowly peeked outside, careful not to touch the broken glass. She looked down. There was nothing below the window, just a direct fall down to the ground a few stories below. A fall like that would be lethal. She looked up. The tall trees were preventing any sunlight from reaching the house. Pinja pulled back from the window. She didn't know what had happened, but it sure as hell wasn't goo—

Suddenly, there came a creek from behind her. Pinja jumped and turned on the spot, her heart racing. Valerie stood in the doorway. "Oh for crying out loud!" grunted Pinja. "Don't sneak up on me like that!"

Valerie said nothing. Pinja continued. "You could've at least said something! No need to scare the ever living shi—"

She stopped and looked closer at Valerie. She wasn't looking at Pinja, rather, she was looking down at her right hand with a rather cold look. "What's wrong?" asked Pinja and looked down. Her eyes widened. She hadn't noticed it, but she had instinctively reached down into her pocket and taken out her pocket knife. And now it's tip was pointed directly at Valerie. Pinja quickly put it back in her pocket. Finally, Valerie spoke up in a cold voice. "I was about to call your name before you pointed a knife at me."

She smiled. "Not that it would've changed anything, you would've been scared shitless anyway."

"Excuse me?" Pinja responded, and edge to her voice. Valerie turned around in the doorway. "Just wanted to let you know that I checked the library and the room across the hall, neither of them had anything useful. I assume that you're done with this room since you had the time to admire the view outside, so I suggest we continue searching so that we won't be here all day."

She then walked out of view down the corridor. "Fine!" answered Pinja, her blood boiling. That kid had some attitude! She took one last look over the room before she closed the door to the cold air.

They searched the entirety of the fourth floor with no success. After their interaction in the bedroom, neither Pinja nor Valerie said a thing. They just went room to room. Nothing of note happened, and when they reached the stairs up to the attic, neither of them said a thing and just walked up. The attic was one large room. It was like a maze of old furniture. Pinja walked up to an old dresser and checked inside. Nothing. She could hear Valerie walking in the opposite direction. Pinja walked among the piles that littered the floor. Old chairs, cabinets, tables, boxes, paintings and so much more. Pinja didn't know how much time had passed when she finally looked up from her search. She'd searched through the entire side of her room. She glanced around for Valerie, who was nowhere in sight. "Valerie," Pinja called in a tired voice. No response. "Hey Valerie!" Pinja said again, a little bit louder. No response again. Pinja's heart started to beat a little bit faster and her hand instinctively reached up to her pocket. "Valerie!" she called even louder. "I'm out here," a voice answered. It was like it came from the outside. Pinja spun on the spot, trying to locate the source of the Valerie's voice. She came to a halt when she found it. At the end of the room was a large window. It was half open, and it led straight out to the roof. On the other side of the glass was Valerie, who stood at the edge of the roof, staring at the treetops. Pinja relaxed and made her way over to the window, opened it further and climbed through. The air was still, and the sun was starting to bring its warmth. Pinja walked up to Valerie and looked down. It was a long fall down. "What are you doing?" asked Pinja and looked at Valerie. Valerie said nothing, but continued to gaze at the trees. Pinja gave up on that question and asked another one. "Did you find anything?"

Valerie shook her head. Pinja grumbled and looked back at the window. "Same for me, didn't find a damn thing. I say we look again just in case, maybe we missed something."

Valerie chuckled. "You can look all you want, I'm going back downstairs," she said and turned to walk back inside. "Hey!" said Pinja in an irritated tone. Her frustration towards Valerie was greater than ever before. When Valerie didn't stop, Pinja reached for her hand and grabbed it to stop her. As soon as their hands met, Valerie pulled back her hand quickly and turned to face Pinja, an angry expression on her face. They stared at each other. "You can't just go back downstairs, we might have missed something!" said Pinja. "Do you want to escape or not?"

Valerie chuckled. "Do you honestly believe that there is anything here that can help us?"

"Well, there has to be!" answered Pinja. Valerie shook her head. "In what fairy tale do you live in? You actually believe that there is anything back there when we already searched through it?"

Pinja wanted to say something, but couldn't find the words she wanted to say. Valerie continued. "Do you really think that a murderer that is smart enough to give us amnesia would leave us in a place where there's an easy way off? Do you really think they'd make such a simple mistake?"

There was deafening silence between them. Pinja tried to find something to say, but couldn't. Valerie chuckled and turned back to the window. "If you want to search again, be my guest. You'd be much more vulnerable alone. But I'm going back downstairs, I've done I could."

She then climbed back through the window. Pinja wanted to continue the argument, but she knew Valerie was right. Searching alone would be really dangerous. She heard noises down on the ground and looked down. She could see Irina, Amanda and Scout walking towards the house. Looks like they're done searching in their area. Pinja cursed under her breath and climbed back through the window, and followed Valerie back downstairs.