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| 2 | en | line:064318c | jj:...As long as you're willing to put in the effort, broken things can always be fixed. | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 3 | en | line:0787636 | me:Like being sick? | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 4 | en | line:0aaec52 | jj:Just like being sick. | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 5 | en | line:06e2595 | me:...What about you, Sis? | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 6 | en | line:0b33086 | jj:Me... | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 7 | en | line:0fb7a29 | jj:I'm afraid... it would take a whole lot of effort to fix me. | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 8 | en | line:0c13230 | me:I want to try. I'm not afraid of the effort. | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 9 | en | line:0038deb | jj:...... | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 10 | en | line:01c4501 | jj:Then you'd better grow up fast~ little Maxwell's demon. | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 11 | en | line:0c3c2ba | ???:Hey. | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 12 | en | line:02e0a5f | Open eyes | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 13 | en | line:0162fb8 | me:…… | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 14 | en | line:08fd9ad | …… | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 15 | en | line:01ca3b4 | ???:Hey! | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 16 | en | line:040a6eb | me:…… | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 17 | en | line:01c0e67 | …… | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 18 | en | line:07ffbe9 | You feel an ice-cold hand smack you on the forehead. | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 19 | en | line:068a3c5 | me:Ow... | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 20 | en | line:0be32a8 | Open eyes | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 21 | en | line:0b085ea | me:…… | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 22 | en | line:04c4490 | <i>A boy in khaki pants stands in front of you, his clothes covered in messy ink stains.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 23 | en | line:083f1d6 | me:...A-Can...? | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 24 | en | line:093b81b | boy:What the—? How did you fall asleep in class?? | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 25 | en | line:036489e | me:...I... had a really strange dream. | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 26 | en | line:09b8068 | me:I... | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 27 | en | line:08e65c8 | Dreamed about robots | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 28 | en | line:0bfe290 | me:I dreamed I was a robot... and everyone else was a robot too... | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 29 | en | line:0a61e83 | boy:What about me? | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 30 | en | line:0f1a9da | me:You... probably were too. | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 31 | en | line:0493422 | boy:Whoa! That sounds so cool! | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 32 | en | line:0459d59 | boy:But forget about your dream for now. We've got something important to do. | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 33 | en | line:0ea32e2 | I dreamed I was a doctor | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 34 | en | line:01245ec | me:I dreamed... that I became a doctor... | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 35 | en | line:0be0e02 | boy:With grades like yours, you'll definitely get into medical school. | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 36 | en | line:08fe6de | boy:And your sister's gonna be fine too. You'll cure her for sure! | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 37 | en | line:0f2ea1c | boy:But forget about that dream for now. We've got something important to do. | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 38 | en | line:0db9a05 | I don't remember | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 39 | en | line:063d357 | me:I... can't remember what the dream was about. | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 40 | en | line:08caf8c | boy:You're probably just exhausted. I bet you stayed up reading again last night. | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 41 | en | line:0e79910 | boy:Forget about that dream. We've got something important to do. | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 42 | en | line:0d5aa08 | boy:You said you'd have it fixed today. Come on! | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 43 | en | line:0daae78 | me:Who? | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 44 | en | line:023c325 | boy:Still half asleep or what? Come on, let's go! | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 45 | en | line:0b62a5a | <i>The boy dashes out of the classroom, unable to contain his excitement.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 46 | en | line:0724d32 | me:Hey! Wait... | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 47 | en | line:0557c68 | <i>You stand in the empty classroom.<br>Not a soul in sight—only the soft rustling of curtains drifting in the breeze.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 48 | en | line:02cd7da | Leave the classroom | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 49 | en | line:0c9209f | Look around | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 50 | en | line:07f8e7b | Outside the window | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 51 | en | line:0bf7a33 | <i>Blinding sunlight hits your eyes, and for a moment you can't see a thing.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 52 | en | line:0138c7d | <i>Suddenly you feel something brush across your face, and you step back.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 53 | en | line:0d9556c | <i>Oh—it was just the curtain.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 54 | en | line:0e6015b | <i>Something on the windowsill catches your eye.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 55 | en | line:03ea994 | \[You obtained: Feather\] | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 56 | en | line:0514970 | Blackboard | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 57 | en | line:09a5060 | <i>Some writing and notes still linger on the blackboard.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 58 | en | line:078fb75 | <i>You assume the content should be simple enough, but when you try to read it closely, none of it makes any sense.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 59 | en | line:0fce30a | <i>A wave of unease washes over you.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 60 | en | line:07a50e3 | Hallway | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 61 | en | line:03a2b9c | <i>The hallway is empty. Distant sounds of playful commotion drift in now and then.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 62 | en | line:02d8b46 | <i>A gust of wind sweeps through, rattling the windows softly against their frames.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 63 | en | line:093de56 | <i>The wind dies down.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 64 | en | line:0d5d3ab | Flower | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 65 | en | line:0ade71a | <i>A pot of bright yellow flowers you can't name sways gently in the sunlight — almost unnaturally vivid.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 66 | en | line:0186f9f | <i>You lean in for a closer look. They appear to be artificial.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 67 | en | line:0028a19 | Put your head back down and rest | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 68 | en | line:00ab4f3 | me:... | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 69 | en | line:043d77c | <i>You try to clear your mind.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 70 | en | line:003e9cb | <i>Two birds seem to have landed on a branch near the window, chirping cheerfully.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 71 | en | line:0d1cbab | <i>The sunlight falls warm upon you.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 72 | en | line:08cbcd5 | Wake up | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 73 | en | line:04dbccf | me:... | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 74 | en | line:0407462 | <i>You open your eyes to the sound of fluttering wings.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 75 | en | line:01c2891 | <i>The bird flew away.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 76 | en | line:0dbf438 | <i>You descend the stairs. The fiery sunset filters through the glass, its glow suffusing the air throughout the corridor.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 77 | en | line:0d69997 | <i>You stand in a long corridor. The sunlight looks lovely.<br>A girl in a hoodie is drawing on the glass.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 78 | en | line:0719618 | Leave | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 79 | en | line:0602eb0 | <i>You look around the corridor. Behind you, it leads to a stairwell;<br>ahead, it winds and stretches onward, with no end in sight.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 80 | en | line:0dd8dc1 | Go back to the stairwell | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 81 | en | line:0c3fb6b | <i>You stand in the dusty stairwell. The rooftop seems to be just above.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 82 | en | line:04603ff | Go up | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 83 | en | line:0f6c1f1 | Go back | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 84 | en | line:06c47ec | The girl | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 85 | en | line:0043186 | <i>The girl is testing colors on the glass.<br>Noticing you approach, she stops drawing, looking a bit self-conscious.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 86 | en | line:0a76fb1 | <i>The girl is absorbed in adding red to the sky, unaware of your approach.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 87 | en | line:0d39c58 | <i>The girl is absorbed in adding colors to the sky, unaware of your approach.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 88 | en | line:06cc492 | ???:... | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 89 | en | line:0f5967d | Talk | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 90 | en | line:079eea7 | me:What are you... drawing? | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 91 | en | line:0deb6fb | girl:I'm sorry... I'll wipe it off right away. | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 92 | en | line:0203769 | me:No, no... I was just curious. | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 93 | en | line:0125ea8 | girl:Oh... I was just... thinking about the color of the sky. | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 94 | en | line:0ad6d74 | me:The color of the sky? Blue, obviously. | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 95 | en | line:0a81ec2 | girl:That's right, but... there are so many different shades of blue. | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 96 | en | line:046d021 | girl:Sky blue, azure, royal blue, navy blue, cornflower blue... | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 97 | en | line:021390b | girl:You're right... it should be cornflower blue. | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 98 | en | line:0d4cf1d | girl:Anyway... let's mix the other color first. | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 99 | en | line:02e75b6 | <i>The girl begins mixing colors on her own.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 100 | en | line:051929d | girl:Hmm... I should add a little more white... | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 101 | en | line:05b0c2f | <i>The girl mutters to herself as she mixes the colors.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 102 | en | line:03c63c9 | me:Did you... paint this? | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 103 | en | line:031d1ac | girl:...Yes... but the color still isn't quite right. | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 104 | en | line:07f05d1 | girl:Cornflower blue... it's always just a little off. | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 105 | en | line:0f763eb | Cornflower | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 106 | en | line:0fd6134 | girl:Is this... for me? | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 107 | en | line:00f67c4 | me:I hope it's worth it. | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 108 | en | line:063cdb2 | girl:(laughs) It will be. | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 109 | en | line:0dfb357 | girl:...Okay... close your eyes. | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 110 | en | line:03a21b0 | girl:There. | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 111 | en | line:09b6db4 | <i>The girl gazes at her finished work, lost in thought.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 112 | en | line:038e79e | me:Besides colors... can you paint other things? | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 113 | en | line:0fd97ed | girl:Other things? | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 114 | en | line:018c2f5 | me:Like, say... a door that should have been there. | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 115 | en | line:04369ab | girl:Ah, I know what you mean. (laughs) | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 116 | en | line:071eeb3 | girl:But whatever you're looking for behind that door—that's something I can't paint. | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 117 | en | line:026ad07 | <i>You notice that from here, you can see the observatory through the glass.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 118 | en | line:006fb3e | <i>The girl dips her brush in the paint, humming a tune as she continues to color.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 119 | en | line:061aeb0 | me:Besides colors... can you draw something else? | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 120 | en | line:0cce274 | <i>The girl doesn't seem to hear you.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 121 | en | line:01ef1ed | girl:<i>The girl keeps humming and painting, oblivious to your voice.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 122 | en | line:09e6d06 | Walk away | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 123 | en | line:03fa5f5 | Look outside | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 124 | en | line:0304d72 | <i>It looks like an ordinary little town, with rows of small buildings layered in the distance. A wave of familiarity washes over you, as if one of them is your home.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 125 | en | line:0650718 | <i>The sunlight falls warm on you.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 126 | en | line:0d3ce27 | <i>You're standing on the rooftop of the school building, the view wide open.<br>The sun overhead is almost hot, and the breeze is warm.<br>The observatory's circular walkway looms high above, and A-Can is leaning against it, staring into space.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 127 | en | line:061bd66 | boy:Hey! Come up here! | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 128 | en | line:0fbf127 | me:You said earlier... who are we supposed to fix? | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 129 | en | line:032bd1e | me:I... | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 130 | en | line:02ac5f7 | me:I was half-asleep. Got confused. | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 131 | en | line:03ef5a4 | <i>A-Can points toward the observatory.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 132 | en | line:0321859 | boy:You said it yourself—you wanted to fix this thing. | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 133 | en | line:059af3c | me:The observatory? Why? | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 134 | en | line:0b879a6 | boy:Come on, it was your idea. You said you'd fix it for her. | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 135 | en | line:054776d | me:Her? This is... still about her...? | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 136 | en | line:04ceb1f | boy:What? What dream? What are you even talking about? | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 137 | en | line:09585b5 | boy:But... where's the entrance? The door just... doesn't exist anymore? That's weird. | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 138 | en | line:0f47162 | boy:Now how are we supposed to get in... | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 139 | en | line:00681be | <i>You stand on the rooftop of the school building, the view wide open.<br>The sun overhead feels a bit too warm, and the breeze is warm too.<br>The observatory's circular walkway rises high above. A-Can is leaning against it, lost in thought.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 140 | en | line:0376342 | <i>In the blink of an eye, the sky has turned a fiery red, like an ink wash painting.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 141 | en | line:0c2c51b | <i>A fiery red sky, like an ink wash painting.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 142 | en | line:0325825 | <i>You stand on the rooftop of the school building, the view wide open.<br>There's a familiar scent in the air, something that makes your head feel heavy and drowsy...</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 143 | en | line:0f4be5a | <i>You stand on the rooftop of the school building, the view wide open.<br>The sky is a clear blue, and the wind has turned a little cold.<br>You feel like someone is calling out to you.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 144 | en | line:0b329d5 | Check | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 145 | en | line:03e43b8 | Windows | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 146 | en | line:06ee6b8 | <i>Below the observatory is a row of windows. Inside appears to be a dust-covered corridor. There are no doors at either end, and no other windows.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 147 | en | line:0f4c9c2 | <i>How strange. It seems like no one has ever been inside, and no one ever could.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 148 | en | line:06fcea6 | Ground | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 149 | en | line:08d113b | <i>The ground is lined with dark, grimy heat-insulating tiles. The sun has baked the floor until it's scorching hot.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 150 | en | line:0bb74cd | <i>Where could the door be?</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 151 | en | line:0de80f3 | boy:What are you looking for? There's no way the entrance is on the ground. | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 152 | en | line:0a5cf5d | <i>You notice something tucked away in an inconspicuous corner.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 153 | en | line:0229f7b | \[Obtained: Cornflower\] | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 154 | en | line:0f99bb3 | <i>You straighten up.<br>The shirt on your back is soaked with sweat, clinging and drooping, letting cool air slip in underneath.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 155 | en | line:06a03c9 | Gaze into the distance | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 156 | en | line:0a12383 | <i>At the edge of the little town sits a green hillock, and beyond that hillock is another hillock, and beyond that one is yet another...</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 157 | en | line:0e52171 | Go up | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 158 | en | line:0545696 | <i>The circular walkway is high up. You make your way to A-Can's side.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 159 | en | line:00d0860 | boy:Did you find where the door is? | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 160 | en | line:021452a | boy:Huh? What do we do now? How am I supposed to become a star... | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 161 | en | line:0f60517 | Gaze into the distance | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 162 | en | line:0a53d71 | boy:Do you see that mountain over there? | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 163 | en | line:05e0384 | me:Mhm. | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 164 | en | line:01d486a | boy:You know what? The sea is just south of that mountain. | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 165 | en | line:03b0c59 | me:Isn't the sea to the east? | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 166 | en | line:06984b6 | boy:It's just a figure of speech! | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 167 | en | line:0314896 | boy:South of the mountain, and then south again... If you walk far enough, you'll always reach the sea eventually. | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 168 | en | line:0fb72c4 | <i>You squint hard into the distance, but everything far away seems shrouded in some kind of fog.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 169 | en | line:0fb2c0b | boy:But for now, let's find the entrance to the observatory first. | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 170 | en | line:069555a | Go down | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 171 | en | line:0a361e8 | Go up | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 172 | en | line:0124137 | <i>A metal door is painted across the wall in sweeping strokes. The door stands open, and from inside, someone seems to be calling to you.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 173 | en | line:04adc32 | Enter the observatory | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 174 | en | line:0d7f5dc | Go down | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 175 | en | line:0bf285a | Go downstairs | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 176 | en | line:0a229cf | <i>You stand in a dim, circular room. At its center sits a telescope, looking like it hasn't been used in ages. The room is deathly silent, dust blanketing the floor and tables.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 177 | en | line:083c3be | <i>The eyepiece sits heavy in your hand. Looks like it's just a broken rubber ring.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 178 | en | line:0a115bc | <i>The air seems to be growing hazy and damp.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 179 | en | line:0befebd | me:A-Can? | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 180 | en | line:0f822b4 | me:Where is everyone... | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 181 | en | line:081897d | Observe | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 182 | en | line:01894bd | Calendar | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 183 | en | line:0659b59 | <i>A few digits are printed at the top of the yellowed calendar—a 2 followed by a long string of 0s.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 184 | en | line:04f153a | <i>You reach out and touch it, and the page crumbles like a thin cracker.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 185 | en | line:0ce73c7 | <i>The page underneath has a few digits printed on it too. They look the same as the last one.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 186 | en | line:0fb3a58 | Note | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 187 | en | line:0179879 | <i>A yellow sticky note is attached to the telescope.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 188 | en | line:0cbc819 | hs:Where'd you run off to? I'm heading up first, not waiting for you :P | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 189 | en | line:0ff2298 | <i>A faded sticky note is attached to the telescope.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 190 | en | line:01ad7c7 | hs:...whe...gone... I'll go ah... not gonna wait... | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 191 | en | line:092260e | <i>A white sticky note is attached to the telescope.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 192 | en | line:012a3a1 | <i>You touch it, and the note crumbles apart.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 193 | en | line:007cbe4 | Instruments | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 194 | en | line:0076043 | <i>These instruments look a lot like the tools you use for work...</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 195 | en | line:0256c87 | <i>...No, wait—do you really have that job? You're just a student, aren't you?</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 196 | en | line:005b630 | me:As long as... anything can be fixed, right? That's what you said... | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 197 | en | line:09c5690 | Search for parts | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 198 | en | line:04bff73 | <i>You don't recognize most of the parts. But luck is on your side.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 199 | en | line:06c0942 | Intact Compression Ring | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 200 | en | line:0c9a2d1 | <i>You pick up a small metal ring. You don't know what it could be used for yet.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 201 | en | line:01ed9bc | me:This should do the trick. | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 202 | en | line:00798be | Telescope | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 203 | en | line:04e4782 | <i>The telescope is large, engraved with parameters and model numbers you can't decipher.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 204 | en | line:04d3d85 | <i>The telescope is large, though somehow smaller than you imagined.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 205 | en | line:0154dea | <i>A thick layer of dust coats the telescope. The screws are covered in rust.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 206 | en | line:0bbc574 | <i>Has it always been this old?</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 207 | en | line:04d4386 | Install the eyepiece | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 208 | en | line:0edf096 | <i>You remember this being difficult. But it's so much easier than you recall.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 209 | en | line:0e80e94 | me:I fixed it! Right? I fixed it... | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 210 | en | line:0724b3e | Look through it | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 211 | en | line:0c2845b | Go back | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 212 | en | line:02f0aa3 | Look through it | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 213 | en | line:08aff34 | <i>The sound of dust echoes through the hollow barrel of the telescope.<br>You squint, straining to see clearly.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 214 | en | line:00f87b1 | <i>A click, and something falls loose.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 215 | en | line:07be273 | me:Oh no... | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 216 | en | line:0f8dd82 | Catch it | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 217 | en | line:0b032ff | <i>In your hands is the telescope's eyepiece, looking like a miniature telescope itself.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 218 | en | line:0daf5f6 | <i>Along with it, a ring snapped in two. It looks like the part that held the eyepiece in place.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 219 | en | line:05205fc | <i>A briny smell that doesn't belong in this sealed room pours through the telescope's steel tube, flooding your nostrils.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 220 | en | line:0348906 | <i>The dust is no longer dry. It condenses on your skin, growing heavy and viscous.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 221 | en | line:02bcbcb | <i>Where the eyepiece used to be is now a pitch-black hole.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 222 | en | line:0c4d195 | <i>Peering inside reveals nothing—only the sound of dust.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 223 | en | line:0da0c8f | <i>Your body feels as though it's fading into the darkness.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 224 | en | line:0df4d91 | jj:You shouldn't be here. | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 225 | en | line:0ec80fc | me:I don't want to dream about you either. But... | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 226 | en | line:0b49833 | me:No matter what the dream is about... it always ends up here, doesn't it. | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 227 | en | line:0d90409 | jj:Whether it does or not is up to you. | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 228 | en | line:0cf7ae6 | me:If only... | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 229 | en | line:02bbbbc | me:If only you were real. | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 230 | en | line:025dad2 | <i>You feel as though someone is holding your hand.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 231 | en | line:018c643 | jj:If I were real, I'd wish I weren't. | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 232 | en | line:05b81f4 | jj:And I'd wish that when you wake up, you'd forget all about me. | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 233 | en | line:07f5b5e | me:You know what? | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 234 | en | line:0ab64a2 | me:Not everything that's broken can be fixed in the real world. | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 235 | en | line:055f6cf | me:That's why they wrote you into my Prototype. | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 236 | en | line:07fee71 | me:Something that can never be fixed... A regret that can never be resolved. | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 237 | en | line:070fc03 | me:A stubborn... obsessive... flawed... | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 238 | en | line:0989b0e | jj:No. You've done so well already. | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 239 | en | line:052f57a | jj:You're a wonderful doctor, aren't you? | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 240 | en | line:05c73fe | jj:After all, I know what you came here to do. | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 241 | en | line:099fc97 | me:Sister... | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 242 | en | line:00fc25d | jj:Your sister is willing to be *resolved*. | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 243 | en | line:0185dd3 | <i>You say nothing. You stand up. The sea breeze hits your face—salty, nauseating.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 244 | en | line:017c7f1 | me:Sister! | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 245 | en | line:012ae52 | <i>The sea breeze sweeps across your face, swallowing your echo in an instant.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 246 | en | line:0adf6d2 | <i>Splash!</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 247 | en | line:029a7e3 | <i>You hurl the thing in your hand far out into the sea.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 248 | en | line:0597cda | me:I don't owe you anything anymore! | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 249 | en | line:0fa59bb | jj:You never owed me anything. | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 250 | en | line:060d93b | <i>Sister's voice begins to waver.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 251 | en | line:0ebcd24 | me:...I never... owed you anything. | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 252 | en | line:0ca4d3b | <i>Sister smiles. Her voice drifts further and further away, as if coming from the other side of a door.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 253 | en | line:03c9e3c | jj:Time to wake up, Luth. | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 254 | en | line:0ab7567 | me: Me? | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 255 | en | line:0292c23 | boy: Still half asleep or what? Who are you trying to fix? And you call yourself a future doctor! | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 256 | en | line:0eecfc0 | me: Not yet. | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 257 | en | line:0529b64 | <i>The handwriting is blurry, looking like it was written a long, long time ago.</i> | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 258 | en | line:09312e4 | Go out | FP_Day1_sleep | ||||
| 259 | en | line:02f0aa4 | Look inside | FP_Day1_sleep |