Ingame
You are inside a classroom of Pridmore Way School, a high school. The windows have been covered with sheets to block interior light and movement. Mattresses, cushions, blankets, and dirty fabrics function as sleeping arrangements. Sinks and faucets built into counter-tops have long since gone dry.
Names have been written across the whiteboard, resembling a guestbook.
- You open the drawer and find a stack of paper. Evidently, the people who stayed here left writings. Some read like diaries, others essays; most complain about food, a few how the sky is covered by clouds. All of them are the indulgence of recording thoughts in order to have something of the writer survive. There is an inherent pretentiousness in that.
You take the stack out of the drawer and look through it properly. It all seems quite fascinating to you, these people sharing their inner-most thoughts and feelings to strangers. You have never done that before. What would it be like? Suppose someone came along one day––like you––and noticed what you had written. They would have your memories, your ideas, wouldn't they? You flip through the pages, reading things such as, "I awoke at the painful growls of my stomach. Oh, why is the world so cruel?" and "Has nobody wondered why the weather is dreary equally to the dreariness of our situation?" and "Last day I was at Henderson; this day I am here; next day I will be someplace else." What state of mind were they in when they wrote these?
You cannot help your fascination with all this. You want to be like them, perhaps even one of them. You notice a pencil and some blank paper.
Possible actions:
- Write your thoughts 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
