Solitude

(live: 1s)[$fadein[The surface I’m lying on is hard and cold, like concrete. My bed has never been this uncomfortable. That's my first thought.](stop:)] (live: 4s)[$fadein[I open my eyes, but the dark remains. Fearing I've gone blind, I reach out a hand to get my bearings and feel the rough surface of a low table next to me. I don't own anything like this. I know I fell asleep in my bed last night, but this...](stop:)] (live: 7s)[$fadein[I take a breath to steady myself. No reason to panic just yet. I need to figure out what’s going on. The fear doesn’t release its grip on my insides, but at least I can think straight.](stop:)] (live: 10s)[$fadein[(link-reveal: "I try calling out.")[ (live: 1s)[$fadein[“Hello?” My voice comes out as a harsh whisper, but in the stillness it still sounds grating. There is no response. The only sound is the low hum of a distant HVAC.](stop:)] (live: 4s)[$fadein[“Hello?” I cry again, louder this time. Still no response.](stop:)] (live: 7s)[$fadein[I rise to my knees and see if I can make out anything in the darkness. Something moves. My blood freezes. I look again. Sure enough, I can make out a silhouette moving in the darkness. Well at least I'm not blind, right?](stop:)] (live: 10s)[$fadein[“Hello?” My voice cracks. My mouth is suddenly dry. Silence, again, silence. Slowly, I start to crawl towards the silhouette. To my surprise, it begins crawling towards me as well. I stop. It stops. I am close enough to see the glint in its eyes. (link-reveal:"Trembling, I reach out a hand.")[ (live: 1s)[$fadein[My fingers brush against smooth glass. I let out a ragged breath. Just a reflection. I really am alone.](stop:)] (live: 4s)[$fadein[I trace the outside of the mirror and discover that it is mounted to a door. Sure enough, here’s the doorknob. (link-reveal:"I grab it firmly and twist.")[ (live: 1s)[$fadein[~click~](stop:)] (live: 4s)[$fadein[Locked. Of course.](stop:)] (live: 7s)[$fadein[It’s the kind of situation I’d expect in a movie: waking up in a locked room with no idea how I got there or who I am.](stop:)] (live: 10s)[$fadein[Except I do know who I am. My name is Erika. Last night I was in bed. Now I am here. I don’t know why, but I do know that I have to get out of here.](stop:)] (live: 13s)[$fadein[♦ [[Continue|Room Center - Dark]] ](stop:)] ] ](stop:)] ] ](stop:)] ] ](stop:)]

My eyes are starting to adjust. The room is cold and dark. There is a mirror affixed to a door in front of me. I need to find a way out of here. ♦ (if: $fuse is true)[I have a fuse.] [[Look at the Mirror Ahead|The Door - Dark]] [[Look to Your Left|The Desk - Dark]] [[Look to Your Right|The Wall - Dark]] [[Look Behind You|The Bookcase - Dark]]

I can barely make out my reflection in the cloudy glass. Feeling around the edges, I can tell that the mirror is affixed to a door of some kind, but without light I can’t make out anything else… ♦ (if: $fuse is true)[I have a fuse.] [[Back to Center|Room Center - Dark]]

Reaching out, it feels like there is some kind of low desk here. I can make out two large, boxy objects, one on either side. ♦ (if: $fuse is true)[I have a fuse.] [[Examine Left Object|The PC - Dark]] [[Examine Right Object|The Printer - Dark]] [[Back to Center|Room Center - Dark]]

I can make out a small table against the wall, covered in small objects I cannot identify. A little above and to the right of the table is some kind of box. ♦ (if: $fuse is true)[I have a fuse.] [[Examine Box|Fuse Box - Dark]] [[Search Table|Game Table - Dark]] [[Back to Center|Room Center - Dark]]

I can see the outline of a bookcase along the far wall. I can count at least three shelves, but I’ll need a closer look to be sure. ♦ (if: $fuse is true)[I have a fuse.] [[Search Top Shelf|Top Shelf - Dark]] [[Search Middle Shelf|Middle Shelf - Dark]] [[Search Bottom Shelf|Bottom Shelf - Dark]] [[Back to Center|Room Center - Dark]]

==><== #Solitude An introspective escape-the-room game by FableFabliau [[Start|Intro]] [[Quick Start|Room Center - Dark]] (Set:$success to false) (Set:$fuse to false) (set:$ring to false) (set:$haskey to false) (set:$fadein to (t8n:"dissolve")+(t8n-time: 2s)) (set:$Box_seen to false) (set:$Bible_seen to false) (set:$Poster_seen to false) (set:$Sheets_seen to false) (set:$Fuse_seen to false)

I feel something large and roughly cube-shaped in the dark. One of the sides feels like glass. If I had to guess, I’d say it was an old-fashioned PC monitor. I’m just old enough to have seen one in person, so I’m pretty sure I know what I’m talking about. ♦ (if: $fuse is true)[I have a fuse.] [[Examine Right Object|The Printer - Dark]] [[Back to Center|Room Center - Dark]]

I’m not entirely sure what this is. It feels mechanical, roughly square-shaped, with a massive gap in the center. The top half is made of thin square poles, but the bottom feels large and flat, almost platform-like. Wait, is this…? ♦ (if: $fuse is true)[I have a fuse.] [[Examine Left Object|The PC - Dark]] [[Back to Center|Room Center - Dark]]

I can feel a lot of odds and ends along the top shelf, but nothing that I can identify in the dark. ♦ (if: $fuse is true)[I have a fuse.] [[Search Middle Shelf|Middle Shelf - Dark]] [[Search Bottom Shelf|Bottom Shelf - Dark]] [[Back to Center|Room Center - Dark]]

(if: $fuse is false)[!! (live: 1s)[$fadein[Something just fell to the floor. I bend down to pick it up.](stop:)] (live: 4s)[$fadein[It’s a fuse! Maybe now I can turn on the lights.](stop:)] (live: 7s)[$fadein[♦ (set: $fuse to true)(if: $fuse is true)[I have a fuse.] [[Search Top Shelf|Top Shelf - Dark]] [[Search Bottom Shelf|Bottom Shelf - Dark]] [[Back to Center|Room Center - Dark]] ](stop:)]](if: $fuse is true)[This is where I found the fuse. I don't feel anything else of note on this shelf. ♦ I have a fuse. [[Search Top Shelf|Top Shelf - Dark]] [[Search Bottom Shelf|Bottom Shelf - Dark]] [[Back to Center|Room Center - Dark]]]

I can feel the spines of many books along the bottom shelf, but without a light I can not make out anything else. ♦ (if: $fuse is true)[I have a fuse.] [[Search Top Shelf|Top Shelf - Dark]] [[Search Middle Shelf|Middle Shelf - Dark]] [[Back to Center|Room Center - Dark]]

Tracing my hand along the wall, I feel a heavy metal box. Feeling my way over the front of it, I manage to open it. There’s no mistaking it. This is a fuse box. Because of course. ♦ (if: $fuse is true)[I have a fuse. [[Place Fuse|Transition]]] [[Search Table|Game Table - Dark]] [[Back to Center|Room Center - Dark]]

I feel a low table covered in many small objects. I pick one up. It feels like a miniature, like something used in a tabletop RPG. I can’t tell what it’s supposed to be a miniature of, though. What the heck are these things doing here anyway? ♦ (if: $fuse is true)[I have a fuse.] [[Examine Box|Fuse Box - Dark]] [[Back to Center|Room Center - Dark]]

(live: 1s)[$fadein[I place the fuse into the empty slot. There's a shower of sparks, and then a single lamp hanging in the center of the room lights up.](stop:)] (live: 4s)[$fadein[It’s dim, but compared to the darkness before, it feels like a spotlight. The room is smaller than I thought. The floor is solid concrete and the walls are all crumbling brick.](stop:)] (live: 7s)[$fadein[A loud beep pulls my attention towards the far side of the room. An old box PC flickers to life, its screen providing a second source of light.](stop:)] (live: 10s)[$fadein[I return to the center of the room.](stop:)] (live: 13s)[$fadein[♦ [[Continue|Room Center]] ](stop:)]

The room is lit now, barely. It’s still cold and the distant roar of an HVAC provides the only soundscape. My reflection stares back at me from the cloudy glass of the mirror hanging on the door. I want to get out of here, like, now. ♦ (if: $haskey is true)[I have a key.] [[Look Ahead|The Door]] [[Look Left|The Desk]] [[Look Right|The Wall]] [[Look Behind|The Bookcase]]

(if: $haskey is false)[My reflection somehow looks worse than I feel. Keep your cool, Erika. The mirror is affixed to the back of the door which is, as far as I can tell, the only way out of this room. ♦ [[Try Doorknob|Doorknob]] [[Back to Center|Room Center]]](if: $haskey is true)[My reflection stares back at me with grim determination. The key in my hand seems to almost glow in the darkness, the red plastic catching the light like a miniature flame. This may be my one chance out of here. ♦ I have a key. [[Use the key|Ending]] [[Back to Center|Room Center]]]

There is a large desk over here. On one side is an old-fashioned box PC. On the other side is a modern 3D printer. I don’t think I’ve ever seen these two objects in the same place before. ♦ (if: $haskey is true)[I have a key.] [[Examine PC|The PC]] [[Examine 3D Printer|The Printer]] [[Back to Center|Room Center]]

There is a table covered in RPG miniatures and dice. Above that is a poster-sized image of a grade-school girls’ soccer team. To the right of that is the fuse box. In the corner of the wall, near the ceiling, something shimmers in the darkness. ♦ (if: $haskey is true)[I have a key.] [[Look in Far Corner|Corner]] [[Examine Poster|Poster]] [[Examine Box|Fuse Box]] [[Search Table|Game Table]] [[Back to Center|Room Center]]

There is a bookcase here with three shelves. The top shelf is cluttered with random objects. The bottom two shelves are crowded with books. I wonder if any of this is actually important or just here to waste my time. ♦ (if: $haskey is true)[I have a key.] [[Search Top Shelf|Top Shelf]] [[Search Middle Shelf|Middle Shelf]] [[Search Bottom Shelf|Bottom Shelf]] [[Back to Center|Room Center]]

It’s a fuse box. It’s full of fuses. It is blessing me with the little bit of light I’m afforded and for that I will be eternally grateful. (if:$Fuse_seen is true)[...Better not touch it again, lest I jinx it.](if:$Fuse_seen is false)[(live: 1s)[$fadein[...Better not touch it again, lest I jinx it.(set:$Fuse_seen to true)](stop:)]] ♦ (if: $haskey is true)[I have a key.] [[Look in Far Corner|Corner]] [[Examine Poster|Poster]] [[Search Table|Game Table]] [[Back to Center|Room Center]]

The table is covered in fantasy miniatures, dice, and a looming DM screen. I used to play with a group of friends a lot. There are some character sheets tucked into the corner as well. ♦ (if: $haskey is true)[I have a key.] [[Examine Character Sheets|Sheets]] [[Examine Box|Fuse Box]] [[Back to Center|Room Center]]

(if:$success is false)[A security question is displayed on the ancient PC. Maybe if I can guess the answers, I can access it. ♦ (link-goto: "Answer Security Question", "Question #1")](if:$success is true)[The ancient PC monitor is glowing a bright green. The phrase "Print Complete" is flashing across the screen in large black letters. ♦ (if: $haskey is true)[I have a key.]] [[Examine Printer|The Printer]] [[Back to Center|Room Center]]

(if: $haskey is false)[My father used to have a 3D printer like this. I used to love printing things on it. Models, miniatures, plastic cups, anything I could think of. It was fun. I have no idea what this is supposed to do in this context. It needs an SD card or something to tell it what to print anyway. ♦](if: $haskey is true)[The printer has finished its print. My plastic red bust stares at me with dead eyes. How the hell did someone make a 3D model of my face? ♦ I have a key.] [[Examine PC|The PC]] [[Back to Center|Room Center]]

The top shelf is covered in stuff. Some of it seems really familiar. In fact, I recognize all of it. The thing that really grabs my attention, though, is a small black box on the far right side. ♦ (if: $haskey is true)[I have a key.] [[Examine Box|Box]] [[Search Middle Shelf|Middle Shelf]] [[Search Bottom Shelf|Bottom Shelf]] [[Back to Center|Room Center]]

These books look familiar. There’s one that looks like a journal, and another that looks like a scrapbook of some kind. ♦ (if: $haskey is true)[I have a key.] [[Search Top Shelf|Top Shelf]] [[Search Bottom Shelf|Bottom Shelf]] [[Back to Center|Room Center]]

This shelf is crammed with books on religious and philosophical topics. You know, light reading. ♦ (if: $haskey is true)[I have a key.] [[Examine Bible|Bible]] [[Search Top Shelf|Top Shelf]] [[Search Middle Shelf|Middle Shelf]] [[Back to Center|Room Center]]

What a surprise, it’s locked. Looks like it needs a key of some kind. It’s one of those games. ♦ [[Back to Center|Room Center]]

(if: $ring is false)[On closer inspection, it’s a ring box. I get a bad feeling as I open the lid. (live: 1s)[$fadein[!!!](stop:)] (live: 4s)[$fadein[This is Teddy’s-! How-? What is this doing here?](stop:)] (live: 7s)[$fadein[…](stop:)] (live: 10s)[$fadein[No question, this is the ring Teddy used to propose to me.](stop:)] (live: 13s)[$fadein[I slam the lid shut and put it back where I found it.](stop:)] (live: 16s)[$fadein[♦ (if: $haskey is true)[I have a key.] [[Search Middle Shelf(set: $ring to true)|Middle Shelf]] [[Search Bottom Shelf(set: $ring to true)|Bottom Shelf]] [[Back to Center(set: $ring to true)|Room Center]]](stop:)]](if: $ring is true)+(if:$Box_seen is false)[There's no mistake. I remember the moment he pulled this box out of his pocket. We were at the Arboretum. He got down on one knee... (live: 1s)[$fadein[I don't want to look at it again.](stop:)] (live: 4s)[$fadein[Why did I say no...?(set:$Box_seen to true)](stop:)] (live: 7s)[$fadein[♦ (if: $haskey is true)[I have a key.] [[Search Middle Shelf(set: $ring to true)|Middle Shelf]] [[Search Bottom Shelf(set: $ring to true)|Bottom Shelf]] [[Back to Center(set: $ring to true)|Room Center]]](stop:)]](if: $ring is true)+(if:$Box_seen is true)[I don't want to look at it again. ♦ (if: $haskey is true)[I have a key.] [[Search Middle Shelf(set: $ring to true)|Middle Shelf]] [[Search Bottom Shelf(set: $ring to true)|Bottom Shelf]] [[Back to Center(set: $ring to true)|Room Center]]]

(if:$Bible_seen is true)[Psalm 139: "O LORD, you have searched me and known me! ...you formed my inward parts; you knitted me together in my mother's womb. I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made." ♦ (if: $haskey is true)[I have a key.] [[Search Top Shelf|Top Shelf]] [[Search Middle Shelf|Middle Shelf]] [[Back to Center|Room Center]]](if:$Bible_seen is false)[A tattered old bible lies on the shelf. It looks familiar. In fact...this is my father's old bible. One of his old bibles. He has several. (live: 1s)[$fadein[There's a bookmark in it, and a highlighted passage:](stop:)] (live: 4s)[$fadein[Psalm 139: "O LORD, you have searched me and known me! ...you formed my inward parts; you knitted me together in my mother's womb. I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made."](stop:)] (live: 7s)[$fadein[Wonderfully made, sure. That was a favorite saying of my father's.](stop:)] (live: 10s)[$fadein[♦ (if: $haskey is true)[I have a key.] [[Search Top Shelf|Top Shelf]] [[Search Middle Shelf|Middle Shelf]] [[Back to Center|Room Center]](set:$Bible_seen to true)](stop:)]]

I catch a glint in the darkest corner of the room. Looking closely, it appears to be a security camera. Somebody’s watching me. Well great, at least I know my paranoia is justified. ♦ (if: $haskey is true)[I have a key.] [[Examine Poster|Poster]] [[Examine Box|Fuse Box]] [[Search Table|Game Table]] [[Back to Center|Room Center]]

(if:$Poster_seen is true)[It's my seventh grade soccer team. That's me in the corner, and dead center is Katy Underhill, smiling like always. ♦ (if: $haskey is true)[I have a key.] [[Look in Far Corner|Corner]] [[Examine Box|Fuse Box]] [[Search Table|Game Table]] [[Back to Center|Room Center]]](if:$Poster_seen is false)[I recognize this picture. It's my seventh grade soccer team. There I am, in the far corner, looking as gangly and awkward as I felt at the time. The bottom of the poster reads: "Wildcats! '11". Stupid. (live: 1s)[$fadein[The poster is covered in signatures from all seventeen of the girls.](stop:)] (live: 4s)[$fadein[...](stop:)] (live: 7s)[$fadein[Standing dead center, with a broad smile plastered across her face, is Katy Underhill. I used to look up to her. Something about the way she was always smiling, always positive, always full of energy made me wish I was more like her.](stop:)] (live: 10s)[$fadein[...](stop:)] (live: 13s)[$fadein[I'm not like her, of course.](stop:)] (live: 16s)[$fadein[♦ (if: $haskey is true)[I have a key.] [[Look in Far Corner|Corner]] [[Examine Box|Fuse Box]] [[Search Table|Game Table]] [[Back to Center|Room Center]] (set:$Poster_seen to true)](stop:)]]

(if:$Sheets_seen is true)[My first D&D character: Volen Cutter. What a weird thing to find here. ♦ (if: $haskey is true)[I have a key.] [[Look in Far Corner|Corner]] [[Examine Poster|Poster]] [[Examine Box|Fuse Box]] [[Search Table|Game Table]] [[Back to Center|Room Center]]](if:$Sheets_seen is false)[There's a stack of character sheets underneath all the miniatures and dice. I pull them out and look over them. (live: 1s)[$fadein[!!](stop:)] (live: 4s)[$fadein[I recognize these characters. These were my first ever D&D party. Here's my first character: Volen Cutter. She was a half-orc Barbarian. Very outspoken, always ready to speak her mind. I thought it would be fun to roleplay somebody completely different from me. Turns out that it's harder to pretend to be someone else than it is to be yourself.](stop:)] (live: 7s)[$fadein[♦ (if: $haskey is true)[I have a key.] [[Look in Far Corner|Corner]] [[Examine Poster|Poster]] [[Examine Box|Fuse Box]] [[Search Table|Game Table]] [[Back to Center|Room Center]] (set:$Sheets_seen to true)](stop:)]]

(font:"Courier New")[Security Question #2: What was the name of your first D&D Character? [[1) Breena Fleetfoot|Question #3-False]] [[2) Volen Cutter|Question #3-True]] [[3) Havilar Greenscale|Question #3-False]] [[4) Eldeth Ironheart|Question #3-False]] ] [[Exit|The PC]] [[Back to Center|Room Center]]

(font:"Courier New")[Security Question #2: What was the name of your first D&D Character? [[1) Breena Fleetfoot|Question #3-False]] [[2) Volen Cutter|Question #3-False]] [[3) Havilar Greenscale|Question #3-False]] [[4) Eldeth Ironheart|Question #3-False]] ] [[Exit|The PC]] [[Back to Center|Room Center]]

(font:"Courier New")[Security Question #3: Who did you look up to most in 7th grade? [[1) Katy Underhill|Question #4-false]] [[2) Rachel Gross|Question #4-false]] [[3) Sabrina Neumann|Question #4-false]] [[4) Jennifer Quiggle|Question #4-false]] ] [[Exit|The PC]] [[Back to Center|Room Center]]

(font:"Courier New")[NO ACCESS One or more answers were incorrect. ] Shoot. I messed up. There’s gotta be some hints somewhere in this room. ♦ [[Exit|The PC]] [[Back to Center|Room Center]]

(font:"Courier New")[Security Question #3: Who did you look up to most in 7th grade? [[1) Katy Underhill|Question #4-true]] [[2) Rachel Gross|Question #4-false]] [[3) Sabrina Neumann|Question #4-false]] [[4) Jennifer Quiggle|Question #4-false]] ] [[Exit|The PC]] [[Back to Center|Room Center]]

(set: $success to true)(live: 1s)[$fadein[The screen turns a bright green that hurts my eyes. I blink a few times until my eyes adjust. On the screen, painted in large black letters is the message "print in progress," followed by a curious solitaire-themed loading bar.](stop:)] (live: 4s)[$fadein[I hear a whirring sound to my right, and turn to find the 3D printer next to me is starting to move. Somehow, this ancient piece of technology is actually controlling a 3d printer. I watch as the extruder lowers itself towards the plate and begins to move back and forth. I cannot tell what it is printing, but I'm sure that it is going to take some time.](stop:)] (live: 7s)[$fadein[As I watch the machine work its magic, [[my mind begins to drift...|Transition 2]]](stop:)]

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(live: 1s)[$fadein[My father had a 3d printer. He loved it, and I loved watching him love it. He was always tinkering with it, trying out new settings, new materials, new designs. He loved creating things, loved learning how things worked. His whole life seemed to revolve around technology.](stop:)] (live: 4s)[$fadein[I enjoyed it too, playing with his toys. I made models of my favorite cartoon characters, custom jewelry boxes, and props for my D&D games. But it always felt like HIS hobby, not mine.](stop:)] (live: 7s)[$fadein[Teddy liked my dad's 3d printer too. They hit it off pretty well, even early on.](stop:)] (live: 10s)[$fadein[[[...Teddy.|Transition 3]] ](stop:)]

(live: 1s)[$fadein[My hand is shaking as I put the key to the lock. To my surprise, it slides in without a problem. Gently I turn the key, terrified that it is going to snap in my hands. It doesn't. The key turns. The tumblers tumble.](stop:)] (live: 4s)[$fadein[I grasp the knob and take a deep breath. I have no idea what's on the other side of this door, if there is safety or only more questions. I don't know who did this to me, or why. But no matter what happens next, it's going to have to be me who makes the next step. Not Teddy. Not my father. Me.](stop:)] (live: 7s)[$fadein[I take one last deep breath, turn the knob, and [[open the door...|Thanks for Playing]]](stop:)]

(live: 1s)[$fadein[I try not to think about Teddy, but sitting in here, in the dark, with nothing but the whir of a 3d printer to distract me, my mind is pulled back to him over and over.](stop:)] (live: 4s)[$fadein[[[Why did I do it?|Transition 4]]](stop:)]

(live: 1s)[$fadein["Erika Whitman, will you marry me?" Teddy looked at me with steady eyes and shaking hands. I felt my heart leap into my throat. I wanted to scream 'yes!', to throw my arms around him and hold him close. I wanted to, I really did.](stop:)] (live: 4s)[$fadein["No."](stop:)] (live: 7s)[$fadein[The word was out before I even realize I had said it. He looked at me, just as confused as I was. But I realized, after I had said it, that I had meant it. And it wasn't because I didn't want to marry Teddy, I did... I do... I was just... afraid. Afraid that if I said yes, that I would no longer be myself, and that I would forever after be "Teddy's fiance" and soon after "Teddy's wife."](stop:)] (live: 10s)[$fadein[Why did that scare me? It wasn't like I had much pride in myself. But maybe that was it. I had so little pride that I wanted to hold onto whatever I had left.](stop:)] (live: 13s)[$fadein[[[Whatever I had left...|Transition 5]]](stop:)]

(live: 1s)[$fadein[It's suddenly quiet again. I shake off my thoughts and realize that the printer is done. On the plate is a miniature red bust of some woman. It takes me a moment of looking to realize the bust is of me. My own lifeless eyes stare back at me from the build plate.](stop:)] (live: 4s)[$fadein[Extending from the top of this bust is a key, wrought of heavy plastic. Without pausing to think about how implausible this all is, I snap the key off the bust and take it. This might just be my way out of here.](stop:)] (live: 7s)[$fadein[[[Back to Center|Room Center]]](stop:)] (set: $haskey to true)

==><== (live: 1s)[$fadein[###Thanks for playing!](stop:)] (live: 4s)[$fadein[[[Return to Title|Title Screen]]](stop:)]