Investigating the death of Bibery, we discover a news article of a similar demise.
According to the newsman, there is an artist generating paintings resembling the photograph: Miles Shipley.
Shipley appears to be ill, deteriorating in body and mind. His artwork is genuinely difficult to look upon.
After being pressed, Shipley shows us his “masterpiece,” a painting of a swampy island covered in writhing snakes that come to life.
Things go horribly wrong.
Upon losing Primrose and Constance, I can do nothing but grab the painting and retreat to the Penhew Foundation.