I think //everybody// dies ~~just~~ because everyone else does.
(click-goto:?page,"Character Lily" )I'm invited to a birthday party tonight, hosted at my friends cabin. She apparently got some guy I don't know to pick us up. Some friend of hers. He just arrived and is waiting outside in the car.
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(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"instant")[[Stay Home->Home]]
(t8n-depart:"instant")+(t8n-arrive:"instant")[[Rush off towards the car->Road]]
The conversation's fine, jokey. We stop to buy cigarettes and continue off on the outskirts of town, towards the middle of the country. It's dark and rural, the road bumpy and curvy.
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(click-goto:?page,"Bad Driving")The guy driving starts telling us that we're passing a prison, crossing a dangerous set of train tracks when we get stopped by the police. A convict has escaped, and they let us know, while looking into the car for him.
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[[Go on->Convict Feel Good]]
[[Demand to go home->Enough Driving Demand]]We went from joking around about it to it being true. But it still doesn't ruin the mood, the cabin is far enough away form this, why would a convict run away towards there instead of towards the city? There's nothing else out here but vast remote land. Not at all hospitable.
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[[You still think it's fine->Found Cabin]]
[[You Demand To Be Taken Home->Enough Driving Demand]]
But the road somehow keeps getting worse and I start feeling bad, like I'm about to throw up. Other cars keep passing us in a rush, yet thus guy's terrible driving is making me sick.
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[[Stick with it->Police]]
[[I decide I’ve had enough and demand he STOP->Enough Driving Demand]]
[[I decide to Jump Out->Out Car]]
He turns around to take you back home. On the way, on the second train crossing, you get hit by a train. That is the last thing stuck evermore in your mind.
<img src="images/17.png" >You do not survive the fall.
<img src="images/12.png" >We mistakenly pass the house, the only person who's been there before remembers it. I really hoped that wasn't the one. These two guys are just standing in front of their car, parked in front of the cabin gate. Staring ominously at us.
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[[You decide to confront them->Death Outsiders]]
[[Do Nothing->Park]]We rush for the gate, held open by the hostesses butler. He makes a show out of locking the gate, before heading towards us. We park in a narrow strip of an elevated path, thorns on one side, tall grass on the other, with another car in front of ours. We could therefore barely get out of the car, but we made it and up the stairs we entered the main house.
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(click-goto:?page,"Inside")Inside our hostess awaits us with a martini glass filled with a mystic green liquid, oozing steam over its rim. We each grab a glass and slam it down.
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(t8n-depart:"blur")+(t8n-arrive:"blur")[[You do the same->Host Killer]]
(t8n-depart:"blur")+(t8n-arrive:"blur")[[You decide not to drink it->Party]]
[[You Run->Death Outsiders]]The festivities begin. The party's great, you're enjoying the conversation. You have a photoshoot and then dance the night away.
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[[You go out for a smoke->Cigarette Alone]]
[[You ask around for anyone to come have a smoke with you->Cigarette Together]]
[[You Keep Dancing->Dancing]]You enjoy your last cigarette, never to be heard from again.
<img src="images/9.png" >You have a nice conversation outside.
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[[Linger->Cigarette Alone]]
[[Go back Inside->Dancing]]The festivities begin. The party's great, you're enjoying the conversation. You have a photoshoot and then dance the night away.
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[[Keep Dancing->Killer Dancing]](click-goto:?page,"Explain")
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<img src="images/1.png" >You remain home, nothing happens and nothing changes.
<img src="images/0.png" ><img src="images/7.png" >You enjoy yourself a lot, everyone keeps singing and dancing. You're enjoying every second of it.
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[[Go On->Leave]]Hours upon hours pass as you all keep dancing, as if enchanted into perpetual motion. Rhythmic move upon move as the music blasts mercilessly. Until finally, god knows when, people start falling to their deaths, with the hostess enjoyably watching everything.
<img src="images/14.png" >You've enjoyed the night and the company, the drinks and the dialogue, the smoke and the food. You leave the next day wishing you see everyone again, naturally some more then others.
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