Ingame
You are inside a classroom of Pridmore Way School, a middle school. Wooden panels have been fitted into window frames, made to block interior light and movement. Mattresses, cushions, blankets, and dirty fabrics function as sleeping arrangements. Stains form outlines for objects that are no longer there.
The whiteboard has been wiped clean, and no new names have adorned it since.
- You pick up the crumpled piece of paper and read it. It looks taken from a diary, an entry torn out and thrown away.
- Today was another example of stress. We all took our rooms, me keeping with Yon. He was displaying the precursors to his anger. When I got back to the room after a wander, he'd done the place over... the whiteboard wiped and broken things broken further. - Aichon.
- You are very pleased to have recognized some names. You hold the paper in the hand like it is precious, thoughts of faded though still familiar faces. There is a silly stare of yours pointed endearingly nowhere. You feel close, only having to take a few steps in the right location for the waiting reconnection. Is that a quiver in your lip?
You toss the paper to the floor, it crumpled again, you startled at your sentiments.
Possible actions:
- Read the whiteboard Leave the classroom
Inventory:
- You carry a knife; a journal and a notebook; a bloodied radio and a flare gun. You have a shotgun (2), a pistol (12) and three spare magazines inside your vest pouches. You are wearing a tactical vest, blue jeans, a white T-shirt and a pair of shoes.
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User:A Helpful Little Gnome
