Your mother.

You find yourself unable to enter the office because your mother stands at the threshold. You stop in your tracks and are able to hear a saddening tone from your mother's own mouth.

"I'm very dissappointed in you, Heather," she says with a unconcerned yet angry face.

Now still and standing, you are now being held by both Ralph and David, who ran out to follow you. Like thugs or goons of a mafia boss, they each hold your arms back so that you can't run, escape, or lay a striking blow against anybody near.

"Didn't I tell you to relax?" she says in a tone that numbs your mind, shouting the word 'Relax' out loud like a herald in your head. Other sounds are inaudible when they word repeats over and over again. "Let her go will ya," she orders both men to let go of your arms. After that she orders them to block off the entrance to both of the staircases leading downstairs.

"Heather, go to your room," she orders you, "and don't come out until I tell you."

You obey and in a mad state of mind you trod across the bridge and into your room.