Hmm. More songbirds. Singing along with my medallion. Hear it Humming? Just now it's singing about curses. And magic. But mostly about curses. Jakob? Martha?  Still humming huh?

Nothing is ever just a forest. Every forest is alive. They have their own thoughts and tricks. There are Ancient things here. Twisting the path. Twisting our sense of direction. We've ridden past here before. 

My medallion--  it reacts to this house, its curses. Also whenever Jakob's near--  from the start, when we were at the lake. "Drowner nearly suprised me then. Its presence masked by Jakob's curse. "And then, his story of you becoming a Bruxa. Bruaxe don't make Bruxae at least not by killing humans. Jakob should've known a Witcher could never believe it." Finally, this house, the messages in the glass. The songbirds. You spoke to me through them. Tried to tell me something. Did Jakob murder you?