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Continue until you reach a path blocked with a live electrical wire. Sprint directly into a cave-in, slip between the cave-wall and the mine structure, then continue on until you drop into the water-filled caves. Survive the opening hours with The Escapist’s Outlast 2 Beginner’s Guide, with 11 tips to help you escape the citizens of Temple Gate.

#Val outlast 2 how to

See how to turn off the electricity blocking your way, and how to successfully escape every encounter with Val. It doesn’t help you’re still stuck in the pitch-black mines, surrounded by more naked heretics. You’ll have to run, and there are multiple areas where Blake must use the waist-high water to avoid Val. From the opening seconds, Val dons her crown of roots and begins stalking you. She won’t give up until you’re dead, or worse. I am yours.Val gets an extreme makeover and relentlessly hunts Outlast 2 protagonist Blake down in the penultimate sequence of Chapter 5. I know now as surely as I breath what I never knew of that flaccid, distant God. I will purge this world, soft with rot, of all but ecstasy and terror, so that you may build your throne on the charred remains. I could fuck and burn the world for all my joy. I cut the throats of Knoth's sheep in waking life and sex floods me like the fear of fire in a child. I cut the children's throats in dreams and wake filled with sex and appetite. I know it is not Yahweh, nor Ezekiel, nor any dog leashed to that gas-bloated corpse, swollen on the heat of his own shit and rotting meats. You have a thousand names and I know none of them. We gather and share our visions and wonder at their meaning. We have dug a tunnel so that we may meet in secret. I woke this morning thinking I was wetted with the blood of a child's slit throat. And I wake laughing, and aroused, and often wet with the involuntary lust of sleep.

But my dreams are nothing but the murder of my children. Papa Knoth also says that our sins find us in our dreams.

All those babies with slit throats and charred flesh will be waiting immaculate for us in paradise. Martyrs fallen on the field in defiance of the Archfiend. Knoth says there is no sin in such infanticide, as all are soldiers in God's army. Do any love God as I do? As often as I do? Part 3 We have sent such oblations into the earth by blood and into the sky by flesh burnt to smoke that this continued silence is a message in itself. Whether by words or action: God please give us an answer. Only one voice was absent, and conspicuously so. All the voices of Temple Gate joined in chorus. And Papa smiled and sang about gathering at the river. I cut Marcus' throat deep enough for the knife to scrape against spine, but still he was writhing on the pyre. I wept as at the slaughter of the issue of my own loins. Six more of my own children (though no blood of my own) met the blade this morning. When God leaves them, too, I will be there with comforts and guidance.Ī quiet sky. As I will never have children of my own, and have so much love to give. I now have more than forty orphans under my wing, who love me desperately, as only can a child abandoned by the parents they thought were as natural and dependable a fact as the rising sun. They had seven children between them, all of whom Papa Knoth has sent with the others into my foster care. Three more were sent today to live among the Scalled, their sores too florid to disguise.