"Yes." He shakes his head. "The work is... dangerous. Very dangerous. You must know what you're getting into. It will destroy you. You are lucky, perhaps, to die, and not wind up like me. But if you are going to continue it I am going to help you as best as I can."

"Mrs Winston-Rogers was very anxious to learn more about you. If there's anything we could do, or let her know, to make your conditions more comfortable..."

"I am glad that they care. For so long Winston was silent, and I was starting to wonder... But I am glad he does care. Did. --I would prefer to be out of the asylum, of course, but it is difficult to make this happen if you are a violent maniac."

"I imagine so. --I hope we didn't upset you. We rather got into it, didn't we."

"It's quite all right," Douglas says. "I wonder if perhaps this is why I survived. To... pass along certain information to those who follow."

"If you'd like to correspond with us any further in the future, you can send letters to" and she writes down an address on a scrap of notebook paper. "I'm sure Mrs. Winston-Rogers would love to hear more from an old friend of her father's."

"And I'm glad you were able to take some comfort from our visit -- and from our news, even, tragic though it was."

Douglas glances at the orderly. "When last I was out, I hid my notebook away. With... what information I had about what was going on there." His eyes flick to the orderly again. "If you want more information about it, ask Francis Hickering back at my estate."

"Of course. Thank you, again, for being willing to speak with us."

"I think knowing your story will do much to relieve Mrs Winston-Rogers' about her father's past."

"No, thank you, for indulging a crazy old man." He smiles. "There's a safe deposit box as well. In Los Angeles. First Bank of Long Beach. I expect you'll find it very interesting indeed."

"Oh, and you'll need a note to talk to my boy Carruthers." He gestures to the orderly for paper like a person who, despite everything, is still used to having servants.

Carruthers--

These people are investigating my case and looking after my well-being while I remain in the hospital. Please grant them a pleasant welcome and full run of the grounds and mansion while they conduct their investigation. Any cooperation you offer would be appreciated. Also my love to mother. 

Truly,

Doug H. 

She accepts the note. "Thanks ever so much. It felt like we had so little to go on, before, even finding someone to ask about Mr. Winston's past, let alone actually learning something. He kept very much to himself, afterwards."

"My pleasure, miss. May you have better luck than I did."

"I hope so too."

When Zoe and Lacie leave and meet up with Anemone and Carrie, Zoe says, "Well. Mr. Henslowe's story about his misadventures with Mr. Winston sure was... interesting. I'm not sure how much comfort it will be to Mrs. Winston-Rogers to hear, but... perhaps we can take some grain of truth from it to comfort her about her father's memory. Thank you for letting us speak with him, Dr. Keaton. I hope he is not much disturbed by our visit. He seemed to take the news in stride, at least."

"It's quite all right, ma'am. Tell Mrs. Winston-Rogers that Mr. Henslowe is getting the absolute finest of care and that-- hm-- a little generosity always comes in handy? We cannot do our work without the support of our donors, after all."

Dr. Keaton returns to his rounds, feeling that funding for a new wing of the hospital has been secured.

Once safely away from the building and reunited with Magnificence (who gets a treat for staying so well), Anemone says, with an air of great significance, "I think it is probably not ghosts."

"Yes, yes." Lacie shows her newly acquired note to the others. "We have acquired both names and locations! Not in this, we're supposed to present this at the house."

"Oh good! But really - That place has a lesser version - or perhaps a differently emphasized version - of the very same haunting symptoms that were present at Mr. Winston's house. Less distinctive watermark mouths, but the patients were raving about them, patients unrelated to Mr Douglas and Mr. Aarons. And there's more violence than there should be, even the doctor noticed it."

"Whatever the mouth monster is, it doesn't seem to have actually left them in peace."

"And apparently it is sometimes mouths that are not watermarks. --Oh, and we got a name for it, although I'm not sure how it's spelled, to research."

"It hasn't left them in peace. I'm really unsure what to do about it, if the haunting is connected to the specific people who were there - it seems to be affecting all of the patients, but will that go away if the specific patients who are causing it are removed, or will they just bring the haunting with them elsewhere, and also leave string of unhallowed locations in their wake? --The name is Gol-Goroth. I think. Mr. Aarons was part of its cult. Or researching the cult, or both, I guess." And she can tell them about what they learned from Mr. Aarons."

"Mr. Henslowe was entirely lucid and seemed in full possession of his faculties to me. He must have incredible strength of character to go through what he has and still be so calm and self-assured. He warned us that pursuing this line of research was likely to result in us meeting worse fates than his, but he seemed eager to render whatever assistance he could. It's a shame he's stuck in there, with those people monitoring everything he does. He gave us some clues on the whereabouts of his journal from that time. I wish we could be similarly helpful to him. He did ask us to give his love to his mother. I'd like to ask her why she hasn't removed him from that dreadful place."

"I believe they said he was only temporarily allowed to leave with her?"