(that ain't an excuse for me! even a CHILD MURDERER is kind to the elderly goddammit!)
Marilyn: ...*you feel the ground shake a little... suddenly two thick vines appear and grab you! you try to cut them, but it's like they are made out of iron... the vines move to the entrance* but i cannot leave you there as well, can i? there is one solution for it. *the woman throws you back to the hole you had fallen down from*