Endings Are Chosen
While every eyes were still on him, Basil moved his feet toward the fractured ice statue that had been Kinsey. Even if the body was perfectly destroyed, the head was preserved. Basil had intentionally aimed for Kinsey's frozen body instead of his head.
When Basil picked up Kinsey's frozen head in his hand, only then were the audiences awaken from their trance. Quickly enough, they noticed two things. First, the sickening feeling they had felt earlier was gone. Second, Basil was talking to Kinsey's frozen head.
Their curiosity was once again provoked. While some of them were still trying to cope with the bewildering event, most of their attention was on Basil's every action. Basil, who was in the middle of this, behaved as if he didn't notice their eyes at all.
Surely, he had preserved the head for a reason. This was the reason.
"Now, tell me who you are."
"..."
"I know you are there. There is no use hiding."
"..."