Fabrice just nods at her suggestion; it's not Coombs manor, a cursed estate now filled only with memories that haunt him, and that's all that matters to Fabrice.

"Okay," he mutters at last, as Amelie helps him into the backseat of a car. He remembers Jude, he thinks briefly, before his thoughts resume to focusing on getting the hell away from this place as fast as possible.

He sort of slumps in the backseat of the car, still holding on to Amelie for support.

"She killed them," he murmurs, tears still falling in time with his words. "She killed them and she tried to kill me."