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cartesianism2018-05-06 12:25 am
cartesio) wrote in cartesianism2018-05-06 12:25 am
WEEK 0 — ARRIVAL
Week 0: Arrival
When you wake up you immediately feel something’s off. You sit on the bed and find it’s not your bed, and this isn’t your room either. You seem to be in a rather normal-looking motel room. To your side there’s a trunk, if you open it you’ll find a military uniform, the key to your room, a set of rules and a debit card. Don’t lose those items! Or do lose the rules, you'll find a brand new copy the next day under your pillow. There’s also a calendar on the wall, you can see today’s date. The year is unreadable, but the month and day are very clear:
March 28th
There it says ‘Meet the Sergeant at the Lodge, 9:00 AM’. There’s also a circle around March 31st, with the word ‘END’ scrawled there.
For now leaving your motel room would be a good choice. When you reach the lobby, you see the receptionist’s desk— no one’s manning it. There’s a rack filled with maps, marking several locations in the town.
There are also many strangers here – and you’re one more. For now it may be a good idea to take a map and explore the town.
After all, looks like you’re stuck here in the boonies for a while.
There it says ‘Meet the Sergeant at the Lodge, 9:00 AM’. There’s also a circle around March 31st, with the word ‘END’ scrawled there.
For now leaving your motel room would be a good choice. When you reach the lobby, you see the receptionist’s desk— no one’s manning it. There’s a rack filled with maps, marking several locations in the town.
There are also many strangers here – and you’re one more. For now it may be a good idea to take a map and explore the town.
After all, looks like you’re stuck here in the boonies for a while.
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... no? Just her? ]
Oh, it's that easy? Huh. And here I was thinking that anyone who's got a whole city under his belt, managed to kidnap twenty-two people without any of us noticing, and has some of the best sunblock known to the galaxy would have planned around the fact that he's letting us roam around.
But no, no you're right. You found his blind spot.
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I do not believe this is his blindspot. I believe he has underestimated us. He likely thought that twenty-two strangers would not be able to work together... But we can prove him wrong! For do we not all share the common goal of escape? If we can put aside our differences and work together, we can do anything we put our minds to!
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Right. He doesn't want us to work together except for the fact that he's asking us to make a decision about how many people are going to die, which, you know, is kind of at least worth a group meeting.
[ Okay, he's not just going to keep shooting plans down. ] Also, did you notice we're all rooming in close-quarters? He couldn't care less about whether we work together or not. I'm saying there's a better way to go about this.
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[ She shook her head. ]
I will hear your suggestion.
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[ He's unhelpful! But he actually isn't into the whole killing situation so... ]
First off, he didn't say anything about having to murder each other in cold-blood. A little telling that everyone's mind went to killing, but there you go.
Second, my guess is that our plans are going to have to be quieter. Don't get me wrong, blurting out our every move is definitely... a thought. But take it from me, that's not how you plan an escape.