There's something more than a little creepy about all the places luring you to rest. For one, it almost seems as if the garden is trying to make you forget who you were only a few minutes ago. It's actually a bit of a struggle to remember your own name - which, despite what a corner of your mind wants to believe, is not Emily. Though, if you linger in the garden for much longer, you might come to believe those gentle whisperings.

So, it is with a sense of foreboding and only a little reluctance that you navigate the maze out (clambering over only two flowerpots at dead ends) and return to haunted house itself.