---
id: true
whenFlags:
  nameSpoken: true
  basiliskSpared: true
  burialRingPlaced: true
  familyResemblanceSeen: true
---

You stand in the vault. What is buried at Halfstreet is buried because it was loved, and grieved, and finally let go.

You set the lamp beside it.

You speak the name aloud.

The house settles around you like a long exhalation.

Outside, the road exists again.
