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{{UDAct|You give up on reading the book. Why the peculiar attention for it? It was out of place, you reason, one book sitting on a table, set out from the bookshelves of the rest. Perhaps the book was important at some time&ndash;&ndash;important things are inherently offset. Maybe it was placed for you&ndash;&ndash;that makes you feel too special. Refrain from special-thinking. You suppose, if there were a set of life guidelines, then, surely, any perception of one's abilities being greater than what they really are would be a principle survival point. You should think yourself really incompetent. Do the opposite of the doing of the do nots.<br><br>But if you really were special, if you could be certain of this, would it not be sensible to acknowledge this instead of hiding it? How could you know this without presupposing specialness or a-specialness? You ponder experience with an attempt at objectivity. At first, there was nothing. Then, there was waking up in a park, in an endless field, near a barely defined wasteland next to a warehouse, and beyond that, walls with an open gate, and the convenient road that directed you through it. It was as if all of it was set up with the limits defined to the extent your use of it. Excess was never created; it was made and fitted for you. This does sound special. Does everyone else begin life like that?<br><br>Once you get into the metaphysics of your existence, you do feel special. What is the meaning of special, anyways? Is it relative to the a-special people? Is it absolute, a quality that would not be subverted by anyone else? Are you protected? Is your existence's trajectory ensured?<br><br>The questions. You feel dizzy in your head. If you are fated to an end, you will only confirm the fatefulness of the end as it occurs; it would be fate because it occurred.<br><br>This library has had some affect on you. It must be the many thoughts floating up, abstractly, or something, doing things to your mind. }}
{{UDAct|You give up on reading the book. Why the peculiar attention for it? It was out of place, you reason, one book sitting on a table, set out from the bookshelves of the rest. Perhaps the book was important at some time&ndash;&ndash;important things are inherently offset. Maybe it was placed for you&ndash;&ndash;that makes you feel too special. Refrain from the danger of special-thinking. You suppose, if there were a set of life guidelines, then, surely, any perception of one's abilities being greater than what they really are would be a principle survival point. You should think yourself really incompetent. Do the opposite of the doing of the do nots.<br><br>But if you really were special, if you could be certain of this, would it not be sensible to acknowledge this instead of hiding it? How could you know this without presupposing specialness or a-specialness? You ponder experience with an attempt at objectivity. At first, there was nothing. Then, there was waking up in a park, in an endless field, near a barely defined wasteland next to a warehouse, and beyond that, walls with an open gate, and the convenient road that directed you through it. It was as if all of it was set up with the limits defined to the extent your use of it. Excess was never created; it was made and fitted for you. This does sound special. Does everyone else begin life like that?<br><br>Once you get into the metaphysics of your existence, you do feel special. What is the meaning of special, anyways? Is it relative to the a-special people? Is it absolute, a quality that would not be subverted by anyone else? Are you protected? Is your existence's trajectory ensured?<br><br>The questions. You feel dizzy in your head. If you are fated to an end, you will only confirm the fatefulness of the end as it occurs; it would be fate because it occurred.<br><br>This library has had some affect on you. It must be the many thoughts floating up, abstractly, or something, doing things to your mind. }}


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Revision as of 23:12, 17 May 2012

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You are inside a classroom of Pridmore Way School, a high school. Every wall has shelves built to the ceiling, every surface a book on it. Both make narrow walking corridors of the classroom floor space. It is dark.

You give up on reading the book. Why the peculiar attention for it? It was out of place, you reason, one book sitting on a table, set out from the bookshelves of the rest. Perhaps the book was important at some time––important things are inherently offset. Maybe it was placed for you––that makes you feel too special. Refrain from the danger of special-thinking. You suppose, if there were a set of life guidelines, then, surely, any perception of one's abilities being greater than what they really are would be a principle survival point. You should think yourself really incompetent. Do the opposite of the doing of the do nots.

But if you really were special, if you could be certain of this, would it not be sensible to acknowledge this instead of hiding it? How could you know this without presupposing specialness or a-specialness? You ponder experience with an attempt at objectivity. At first, there was nothing. Then, there was waking up in a park, in an endless field, near a barely defined wasteland next to a warehouse, and beyond that, walls with an open gate, and the convenient road that directed you through it. It was as if all of it was set up with the limits defined to the extent your use of it. Excess was never created; it was made and fitted for you. This does sound special. Does everyone else begin life like that?

Once you get into the metaphysics of your existence, you do feel special. What is the meaning of special, anyways? Is it relative to the a-special people? Is it absolute, a quality that would not be subverted by anyone else? Are you protected? Is your existence's trajectory ensured?

The questions. You feel dizzy in your head. If you are fated to an end, you will only confirm the fatefulness of the end as it occurs; it would be fate because it occurred.

This library has had some affect on you. It must be the many thoughts floating up, abstractly, or something, doing things to your mind.


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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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