WEEK 0 — ARRIVAL

[cartesio]

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 28^th
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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Room Assignments
Locations
Tasks (LOCKED currently)

March 28^th
March 29^th
March 30^th

Comments

[dvaita]

[ ...you know honestly that's helpful, even if he likely would have turned away instinctually.]

What? What do you mean?

[lasergun]

What do I mean―I mean that you're barreling out of the creepiest damn motel this side of the nebula, staring up at the sky, and asking about Nirvana. [ His concern is understandable okay. ]

If that doesn't sound like a bad trip gone crabwise, I don't know what to tell you. So, you take something? Eat anything weird?

[dvaita]

Crabwise? [ Juno, he doesn't even know what a crab is. Any further questions he has about that fall to the wayside at the mention of eating anything weird, however. He pauses and looks to the side with a scowl before he turns to face Juno again, forcing a somewhat neutral expression. ]

No, I haven't eaten anything and I don't plan on it. [ But yes, he was hungry. Always these days, he was hungry, which was a problem considering what he yearned to eat. Or rather, who. ]