There's little reason to stay in a room that simply shows the worst time of your life on repeat. Nathaniel collects his cat - a stub-legged munchkin breed with cream and pale ginger fur - and takes to the halls and corridors of the mansion. Eventually he finds his way to the tea room, only for the sake of a cup of coffee, and finds a familiar face sitting at one of the tables.

"Natasha?"

He thinks it's her, in any case. There have been occasions of people looking almost identical to other people, before now.