[So Pritchett had a massive freak out after the house locked itself down and told everyone the horror story of the house. Currently, he's pacing the main hall where everything got started, running a hand over his face and looking generally like a spazz-case. Anyone who happens to still be lurking around in that area, he's addressing. Note: He looks like
this, not Desmond. I just didn't have time to get icons.]
....My dad was supposed to fix that, but the house got him first.
[He pauses, because he knows someone's gonna ask what that means.]
Yes. I lied. The house is alive.
....We're all gonna die.