Embers of Fate

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<center><iframe width="560" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/W6M_fl5ecKk" title="YouTube video player" frameborder="0" allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture" allowfullscreen></iframe> <<linkreplace "Civilization is on the brink of collapse.">>Civilization is on the brink of collapse. People are desperate and afraid, tent cities are normative, underground economies thrive, all while the familiar infrastructure crumbles. You are plagued by a prophetic dream that sparks an ember burning deep inside your lonely existence. Take on the role of one of three interconnected heroes to overcome threats, collect Energy Cell Units (ECUs), seek allies, complete quests, and increase your power to secure the future. <h3>[[Who will you become? Who will you trust?|choose]]</h3><</linkreplace>></center>

<center><img src="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/05c63c_d8146a62c3844e289e207b156894791a~mv2.png" width="25%"> “Strong [[communities->barracks]] are born out of individuals being their best selves.” Leanne Betasamosake Simpson</center> <<set $Lache to true>> <<set $social to 3>> <<set $physical to 2>> <<set $mental to 0>> <<set $ECU to 5>>

<center><img src="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/05c63c_f28462382a5944e5984901263b75249b~mv2.png" width="25%"> “And all the time Hope flashed on and off in defective neon. Hope was a [[signpost|quest1 C]] pointing straight in the air. Hope was my uncle’s middle name, he died of it.” Linda Pastan</center> <<set $Cloe to true>> <<set $social to 0>> <<set $physical to 3>> <<set $mental to 2>> <<set $ECU to 0>>

<center><img src="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/05c63c_5c87b08f9a3c4d18a71c1466853b12f0~mv2.png" width="25%"> “When something is important enough, you do it even if [[the odds->funeral]] are not in your favor.” Elon Musk</center> <<set $Atro to true>> <<set $social to 2>> <<set $physical to 0>> <<set $mental to 3>> <<set $ECU to 10>>

<<audio lacheintro play volume 0.5>><div class="content">\ A room of double bunks, standard regulation grey wool pulled taught on all 20 mattresses lining the narrow space. High windows let in some grey light while white LEDs burn overhead. Your [[locker]] braces your [[bed]] against the exterior wall. Everyone else has already left. The [[gymnasium]] is through the west door. The [[exit]] is through the east door. </div>

<div class="content">\ His [[photograph]] clings to the inside of the door. Just above the image you [[meditate]] on the words that brought you here, to this place, for this purpose. On the top shelf rests your battered copy of <em>[[Johnny Appleseed]]</em>. <<if $hasUniform is false>>\ Your GPS watch and ballistic vest hang there along with the red beret that marks your promotion into the Second Special Service Force. <<linkreplace "Put on your uniform and equip your GPS.">>\ Your uniform fits you like your clothes never do. [[Close|barracks]] your locker.\ <<set $hasUniform to true>>\ <<set $hasWatch to true>>\ <</linkreplace>> <<else>>\ The hanger is empty. [[Close|barracks]] your locker.<</if>></div>

<div class="content">Of course, they gave you the bottom bunk. What can you expect? Not only are you to newest member of the Special Service Force Deadman’s Brigade, but you’re one of three women in this haunted place and the only <<linkreplace "Indigenous face in the building">> Indigenous face in the building. <blockquote>Higgins called you <i>Squaw</i> yesterday… the bigotry of that word simmers at the back of your throat ready to boil to the surface every time he enters your space. Breath. Just breath. The racist asshole isn’t worth your anger or your tears.</blockquote> <</linkreplace>><<if $makeBed is false>> [[Make Bed|barracks]] and move on. <<set $makeBed to true>> <<else>> [[Obsessively Remake bed|barracks]] and move on. <</if>></div>\

<div class="content">\ The cavernous space is filled with the echoes of boots on the waxed wooden floor, running lines back and forth, the smell of sweat a permanent fixture. Higgins is lifting in the corner with <<linkreplace "Anand.">>Anand. <blockquote><em>He sure has a thing for her. Good thing she’s more interested in me than him, </em>you think. <em>He won't have a chance to hurt her,</em> you hope.</blockquote>\ Ignore them and [[read]] the notice on the bulletin board instead. [[Talk]] to Higgins and Anand. <</linkreplace>> [[Captain Sanders]] seems to have just called for everyone’s attention. [[Leave|barracks]] the gymnasium. You’re done here. </div>

<div class="content">\ <<if ($hasUniform is true) and ($hasWatch is true) and ($makeBed is true) and ($duty is true)>> You take a deep breath and descend the stairs behind Higgins with Anand and Clark at your heels. The forgotten stories of this island of the dead silently seep up through each step, weighing you down. <em>Why here of all places?</em>   [[You wonder|Quest2]] . . . <<elseif ($hasUniform is false) or ($hasWatch is false) or ($makeBed is false) or ($duty is false)>> [[You are not ready to leave yet.|barracks]] <</if>> </div>

<div class="content">\ Attention! At ease soldiers. <<if ($Talk is true) or ($read is true)>> <<set $social to $social -1>> Thanks for making room in your schedule for us, Lache. You all know why you came here. The country needs you. The Prime Minister has created an emergency [[broadcast|message]]. <<else>>\ You all know why you came here. The country needs you. The Prime Minister has created an emergency [[broadcast|message]]. Now listen up to hear about the current state of things before we go through the [[duty roster|duty]]. <</if>> </div>

<<set $read to true>> <img src="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/78918e_3866b4b352094122bd19a3709c3a9d91~mv2.png" width="75%"> <div class="content">\ [[Talk]] to Higgins and Anand. [[Captain Sanders]] seems to have just called for everyone’s attention. [[Leave|barracks]] the gymnasium. You’re done here. </div>

<<set $Talk to true>> <div class="content">\ Higgins rounds into you right away. “Finally showed your face in here, eh? Hoping to skip trainin’?” [[Speak your mind|speak your mind1]] [[Maintain restraint|maintain restraint1]] </div>

<div class="content">\ Dad never could keep his eyes open with a smile that big, lined with wrinkled evidence that he didn’t take anything too seriously. Especially that day. He’d just learned that you were leaving, tears streaming down your face at the thought of trekking across the prairies to the west coast. <<linkreplace "At leaving him for what felt like forever.">>At leaving him for what felt like forever. <blockquote>“He says <em>‘I think when the dust settled from all the upheaval the world’s going through we’ll find the values we cherish most as human bein’s will be better expressed in our leaders.’</em> That's Ian Ross that used to say that. Joe from Winnipeg, his old CBC radio show. Remember that? Meegwetch. Heh, ya.” </blockquote>He had told you. He always told you. And you just [[didn’t listen->locker]].<</linkreplace>> </div>

<div class="content">\ Pinned above the photo is a page torn from a book . . . <blockquote><em>“When you're raising someone to survive a [[war->locker]] that the other side invests millions convincing people it doesn't exist you raise your army to be tough. You teach them not to make a big fuss. You teach them not to feel. If you waste your time feeling you're not going to be ready and in the ring for the next blow. You're going to be crying and feeling sorry for yourself in the corner because that's the lesson you never see them coming.”</em></blockquote>― Leanne Betasamosake Simpson, Islands of Decolonial Love: Stories & Songs</div>

<div class="content">\ You flip to one of the dogeared pages of Joshua Whitehead’s book. Underlined in pencil you read <blockquote><em>“...leaving home always hurts--home isn't a space, it's a feeling. You have to feel home and to feel it, you have to sense it: smell it, taste it, hear it. And it isn't always comfortable--”</em></blockquote>[[Home->locker]] seems like an impossible idea right about now.</div>

<<audio water play volume 0.5>><div class="content">The exterior doors to the <<linkreplace 'barracks'>>barracks, the HMCS Discovery, temporary home to the <i>Dead man's Brigade of the Special Service Force,</i> <</linkreplace>> close behind you. Flags adorn the front, along with an anchor and a [[plaque]]. Smoke rises between the trees, disappearing into the familiar grey of the sky. Beyond these emblems of colonization, the Pacific Ocean spreads her far reaching arms towards the <<linkreplace "refugee encampment.">> refugee encampment. They've been gathering people here for over a year - ever since the collapse. The ECU shortage is driving everyone from their homes. To the left lies [[the footbridge]] to Whoi- Whoi Park.<</linkreplace>> </div>

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<<if $Lache is true>><img src="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/05c63c_05181fdc81ed4722a37f3d235d7b1b9e~mv2.png" width="50%"> <<elseif $Cloe is true>><img src="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/05c63c_618173dbf5fd42bc93c75addd20d1588~mv2.png" width="50%"> <<elseif $Atro is true>><img src="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/05c63c_2cb76358ee124914a63c2e496a5e249e~mv2.png" width="50%"> <<else>><img src="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/05c63c_f6cd124bccbd46e4b8b7c2c7c4638406~mv2.png" width="50%"> <</if>><h3>Inventory</h3> $social Social Power $physical Physical Power $mental Mental Power <<if $hasUniform is true>>Ballistics Vest<</if>><<if $idbadge is true>>ID Badge<</if>> <<if $hasWatch is true>>GPS Watch<</if>><<if $medicine is true>>Insuline<</if>> <<if $hasBackpack is true>>Backpack<</if>><<if $chocolatebars is true>>Chocolate bars<</if>>

<div class="content"><<if visited("message")>><<set $duty to true>> Alright. Listen up! <<timed 1s>>Privates Lavoie, O'Riley, and Johnson – you’re on Coal Harbour with Corporal Murphy<</timed>> <<timed 2s>>Privates Jesper and Grocholski – you’re to patrol the bridge with Specialist Sousa<</timed>> <<timed 3s>>Privates Petra, Schults, and Xi – you’re to patrol the Lost Lagoon with Officer Leung<</timed>> <<timed 4s>>Privates Yoshida, Hoffman, Garcia, and Cruz – you’re on ECU collection duty with Staff Sergeant Anderson<</timed>> <<timed 5s>><i>Privates Lache, Anand, and Clark - you’re to patrol the refugee camp here in Whoi Whoi with Corporal Higgins</i><</timed>> <<linkreplace "Remember:">>Remember <blockquote>These are reconnaissance missions, not combat. Do not engage if they resist. Our jobs are to prevent conflict and reduce violence – not start it. We can only help those who want to get help. The UAVs are already out there. Be sure to answer any and all emergency calls. And don’t forget to grab your damn GPS watches before [[you leave|gymnasium]].</blockquote><</linkreplace>> <<else>> I said LISTEN TO THE [[MESSAGE|message]] from the Prime Minister before roster duty! <</if>></div>

<<set $social to $social -1>><<set $physical to $physical +1>><<set $mental to $mental +1>> <div class="content">\ <blockquote>Pretend to whip out your gun and hold your finger to his head before he has a chance to put down the bar. “Oh, I wouldn’t worry about my gun skills… Corporal Higgings."</blockquote> [[Captain Sanders]] seems to have just called for everyone’s attention. [[Leave|barracks]] the gymnasium. You’re done here. </div>

<<set $social to $social +1>><<set $physical to $physical -1>><<set $mental to $mental -1>> <div class="content">\ <blockquote>Turn and leave without saying anything. He can just make your life more miserable. He’s a corporal. </blockquote> [[Captain Sanders]] seems to have just called for everyone’s attention. [[Leave|barracks]] the gymnasium. You’re done here. </div>

<<audio crows play volume 0.5>>\ <div class="content">Crows are making a huge fuss outside the window of your RV trailer. What time is it, anyway, you wonder as you squint at the [[clock on the wall|clockC]].</div>

<<audio hazyafterhours play volume 0.5>><div class="content">\ It's raining, as usual, in Ocean City. Someone squeezes your shoulder, "I'm so sorry, Atro. She was a good woman." Was she?, you wonder. Your mother, Blythe LaFlamme, wasn't exactly the warm or nurturing type. She didn't take it very well when her only child came out as transgender. She probably never expected she'd have a new daughter at 70 years old, but that's how it goes sometimes. She was the last real family you had, and you feel an odd mix of sadness and relief. The [[human heart]] is a tricky thing.</div>

<<set $mental to $mental +1>><div class="content">\ Higgins scoffs. “Finally showed your face in here, eh? Hoping to skip trainin’?” <blockquote><em>"Keeping tabs on me now?"</em> you ask.</blockquote>Anand comes to your rescue, “Lay off her Higgins, she just got here.” Higgins, still lifitng the bar bell, turns to her. “That’s Corporal Higgins, Private. She probably can’t even handle her gun yet. Better give her a bow and arrow so she feels more at home.” [[Speak your mind]] [[Maintain restraint]] </div>

<<set $mental to $mental -1>> <div class="content">\ Higgins scoffs. “Finally showed your face in here, eh? Hoping to skip trainin’?” <blockquote><i>I had some things to take care of.</i></blockquote>Anand comes to your rescue, “Lay off her Higgins, she just got here.” Higgins, still lifitng the bar bell, turns to her. “That’s Corporal Higgins, Private. She probably can’t even handle her gun yet. Better give her a bow and arrow so she feels more at home.” [[Speak your mind]] [[Maintain restraint]] </div>

<<audio water play volume 0.5>><div class="content">\ <em>Her Majesty’s Canadian Ship Discovery was commissioned on November 1, 1941. Thousands of men and women have been recruited and trained at these naval reserve facilities of Deadman’s Island for service to Canada in peace and war.</em> <blockquote>World War II 1939-1945 Korean Conflict 1950-1953 Operation Friction 1991 The Oil Crisis 2035</blockquote> And the numbers have only increased. <<linkappend "You sigh. That was many years ago.">> Desecration of this place echoes with the voices of all the lives it has taken... images of cedar boxes, a bloody battle, and the fire flowers from your dream flash through your mind. How could they build the naval base here? On this Sacred land? [["Why couldn't they leave it be?"|plaque2]]<</linkappend>></div>

<<audio water play volume 0.5>><div class="content">\The bridge links to a road that traces the shore of Whoi-Whoi, leading to a fenced encampment that fills the island for as far as your eyes can reach. Tents ranging from army issued green canvas to Canadian Tire red and Dollarama yellow crowd the forest. Some hastily nailed wooden structures and porta potties are clustered toward the clearing. There is activity everywhere, with what feels like more [[people]] than these flimsy tents can house. [[This is a refugee camp?|wonder]] [[what are we supposed to do now?|ask]]</div>

<<audio water play volume 0.5>><<set $mental to $mental +1>> <<set $social to $social -1>><div class="content">\ The bridge links to a road that traces the shore of Whoi-Whoi, leading to a fenced encampment that fills the island for as far as your eyes can reach. Tents ranging from army issued green canvas to Canadian Tire red and Dollarama yellow crowd the forest. Some hastily nailed wooden structures and porta potties are clustered toward the clearing. There is activity everywhere, with what feels like more [[people]] than these flimsy tents can house. [[This is a refugee camp?|wonder]] [[what are we supposed to do now?|ask]]</div>

<div class="content">\ An elderly man with a long white beard sits by a fire with two young boys. A middle aged woman is smoking outside her tent. Two children, nearly naked, chase each other. circling the tents. Three young teens are huddled asleep beside a tree, their faces obscured by their hair. A grey-haired woman is rinsing dishes by the clearing. [[This is a refugee camp?|wonder]] [[what are we supposed to do now?|ask]]</div>

<<audio water fadeout>><<set $social to $social +1>><div class="content">\ Higgins barks his commands: <blockquote>"let's break into pairs and survey the area. Lache and Anand - you take the central clearing. Ya. That's right you're on latrine duty. Your people should be used to that kind of work. Kymera and I will cover the beaches and exterior of the camp. Remember the [[Captain's Orders|orders]]. We're their heroes fergawdsakes, but lots of these people don't want to be here - they don't know what's good for them.”</blockquote></div>

<<set $social to $social -1>><div class="content">\ The situation seems so dire. Living in actual tents? With all these empty buildings towering around the island? What about all those grand houses on the hill across the bridge? Is this really the best the government could do? Anand [[snaps you out of your reverie]]</div>

<<audio camp play volume 0.5>><div class="content">\ <h2>Captain's Orders</h2> <blockquote><<if $KymeraActivity is false>>Check for [[Kymera Activity]] <<else>>Check for Kymera Activity <</if>><<if$restockECUs is false>>[[Restock ECUs]] (but only at the minimum - remember the premium!) <<else>>Restock ECUs (but only at the minimum - remember the premium!) <</if>><<if $visiblePresence is false>>Maintain a [[visible presence]] <<else>>Maintain a visible presence <</if>><<if $facilities is false>>Check [[the facilities]] <<else>>Check the facilities <</if>></blockquote><<if ($facilities is true) and ($visiblePresence is true) and ($restockECUs is true) and ($KymeraActivity is true)>> <<audio gun play volume 0.5>><<audio camp fadeout>>The crack of the 9 o’clock gun shakes the ground and visibly startles the refugees. You’re reminded of the 200 warriors whose bodies lay beneath your feet as the fire flowers born from their blood cloud your sight. <blockquote><em>It’s going to take some time to get use to that.</em></blockquote> [[Return to the barracks for the night|Barracks3]] <<set $hasUniform to false>> <<set $hasWatch to false>> <<set $makeBed to false>> <<set $duty3 to false>> <</if>></div>

<div class="content"><<set $KymeraActivity to true>>\ <<if $elderlyMan is false>> An [[elderly man]] with a long white beard sits by a fire with two young boys. <<else>> An elderly man with a long white beard sits by a fire with two young boys. <</if>>\ <<if $woman is false>>\ A [[middle aged woman]] is smoking outside her tent. <<else>>A middle aged woman is smoking outside her tent. <</if>>\ <<if $twoChildren is false>>\ [[Two children]], nearly naked, chase each other, circling the tents. <<else>>Two children, nearly naked, chase each other, circling the tents. <</if>>\ <<if $threeTeens is false>>\ [[Three young teens]] are huddled asleep beside a tree, their faces obscured by their hair. <<else>>Three young teens are huddled asleep beside a tree, their faces obscured by their hair. <</if>>\ <<if $Nadie is false>>\ A [[grey-haired woman]] is rinsing dishes by the clearing. <<else>>A grey-haired woman is rinsing dishes by the clearing. <</if>><<if ($Nadie is true) and ($threeTeens is true) and ($twoChildren is true) and ($woman is true) and ($elderlyMan is true)>> [[There's no one left to talk to.|orders]]<</if>></div>

<<set $restockECUs to true>><div class="content">\ The lock has been broken off the control box and all 5 of the ECUs needed to power the camp are missing. Copper wires lay bare, bits of red and white plastic insulation rest on the bottom of the box. You notice a silver chip attached to the router. [[Replenish ECU supply|spark]] [[Investigate the chip]]</div>

<<set $visiblePresence to true>><div class="content">\ It takes over an hour to cross the 2 km deep camp. The tents are thicker toward the center but become more and more scant on the edges. There are more people than you expected – <<linkappend "maybe a thousand?">> While the tents may seem rudimentary and out-of-place in the middle of the city, there is a sense of <<linkreplace "community here.">>community here. A group of youth, ranging in age, sit cross-legged in a semi-circle around the totems at Oscar’s point listening to stories. You recognize one of the children, who clutches a small white husky, the same one from your [[dream.|orders]]<</linkreplace>><</linkappend>></div>

<<set $facilities to true>><div class="content">\ Effing latrine duty? Really? Power-tripping Racist Asshole. <blockquote>“<em>Our People?</em> Doesn't he realize that you’re from the Middle East, Anand?” You retort.</blockquote> <<linkreplace "Anand comments">>Anand comments, <blockquote>“Or is he referring to the fact that we are both women?”</blockquote> [[Check the portapotties.|orders][$mental to $mental -1]] [[Screw this!|orders][$social to $social -1]]<</linkreplace>></div>

<<audio lacheintro play volume 0.5>><div class="content">\ You wake to the same room of double bunks, standard regulation grey wool pulled taught on all 20 mattresses lining the narrow space. High windows let in some grey light while white LEDs burn overhead. Your [[locker|locker3]] braces your [[bed|bed3]] against the exterior wall. Everyone else has already left. The [[gymnasium|gymnasium3]] is through the west door. The [[exit|exit3]] is through the east door. </div>

<<set $mental to $mental +1>><<set $social to $social +1>><<set $elderlyMan to true>><div class="content">\ He looks so much like your father. Laugh lines carved into his cheeks so deep his eyes in a permanent squint. He holds wisdom in those eyes; you can feel it emanating from his body as he speaks to the youths on either side. You remember nights spent by the fire, the prairie grass spread out like a blanket, the horizon a wide mouth in the distance, and your father sharing stories about your Kookum, and the story of Ochek. He often talked of the power of the sun and the spirit of the fisher in the sky over the darkness. <em>That was before this darkness.</em> [[Talk to someone else|Kymera Activity]] </div>

<<set $mental to $mental -1>><div class="content">\ The woman tells you to <i>EFF off</i> before you can get too close. Anand reminds you that many of the refugees don’t want to be here. [[Talk to someone else|Kymera Activity]] </div> <<set $woman to true >>

<<set $twoChildren to true >><div class="content">\ The children stop at your approach, clearly curious. One is holding the a small white stuffed huskey with bright blue eyes and images of fire flash through your mind as your dream suddenly comes back to you. Taking a step back, you survey the two of them. The tallest child speaks first “got any ECUs?" [[Why do you want some?|poverty]] <<linkreplace "“Just enough to power the camp.”">> “Just enough to power the camp.” “Including the school?” he asks. [[There’s a school here?|school]] <</linkreplace>></div>

<<set $threeTeens to true >><div class="content">\ Anand kicks at the foot of their damp sleeping bags and the youth stir. All three look as though they’ve been sleeping outside for weeks and you wonder why they aren’t in a tent. Anand asks, [[“Why aren’t you in your tents?”]]</div>

<<audio shortcircuit play>>\ <div class="content">\ As the last ECU clicks into its slot, a sudden current pierces your body causing you to jump away from the control box. <h3><center>Bright yellow sparks</center></h3> emit from the device, the smell of burnt hair and metal fills your nostrils and the fingers on your left hand, now singed black, ache. <<set $physical to $physical -2>> [[What the ?|wtf]]</div>

<div class="content">\ The chip is clearly an addition to the circuitry. [[Ask Anand to take photos to show the Captain|photos][$social to $social +1]] [[Rreach out to remove it|remove]]</div>

<div class="content">\ Anand: “Have you forgotten how volatile the router and ECUs can get? You gotta be more careful, Lache. Where’s your gloves?” “I…” Anand understands. “Ya. I know. Let me look at it.” [[“Thanks”|orders][$physical to $physical +1]] [[“No, I got it. It’s just a scratch.”|orders][$physical to $physical -1]] </div>

<<audio shortcircuit play>>\ <div class="content">\ As soon as your finger touches the chip, a sudden current pierces your body causing you to jump away from the control box. <center><h3>Bright yellow sparks</h3></center> emit from the device, the smell of burnt hair and metal fills your nostrils and the pointer finger on your left hand, now singed black, aches. <<set $physical to -2>> [[What the ?|wtf]]</div>

<<set $Nadie to true >><div class="content">\ The elderly woman is humming to herself as she rinses the bowls under the tap. She looks up and smiles as you approach and you’re reminded of the woman in your dreams, burning in the forest. Her bright eyes squint in her brown face lined with silver hair tied back in a loose braid. She wipes her hands on her skirt and beacons you to come closer. “you’re new here” she observes. [[“Just got in yesterday.”|Nadie1]] [[“How can you tell?”|Nadie1][$social to $social +1]]</div>

<<set $social to $social +1>><div class="content">\ “What are you, new? It’s over by the totems at Oscar’s point. Suzanna and Henry are making us go. It’s not so bad though. If there’s enough ECUs we get breakfast there, and Suzanna tells us stories about the fire flowers and the warriors. Yesterday we heard about the Wakas pole and the Thunderbird. We’re going to learn to carve she said.” [[Talk to someone else|Kymera Activity]] </div>

<<set $social to $social -1>><div class="content">\ “Pfft. How else are we going to trade?” [[Ask about the school|school]] [[Talk to someone else|Kymera Activity]] </div>

<div class="content">\ The old woman nods her head to indicate the camp. “I haven’t seen you 'round. I’ve been here a long time. Most people here call me Nadie.” The old woman turns to Anand and asks “Have you found her yet?” Anand replies, “No. I’ve been on camp duty for the last ten days in a row. All I know is she’s not here.” <<linkreplace "“You mean you haven’t left the island for ten days?”">> “You mean you haven’t left the island for ten days?” Anand narrows her eyes. “Ya. Higgins has it in for me.”<</linkreplace>> [[“Who are we talking about?”|Nadie2]] </div>

<div class="content">\ Nadie replies, “she was always by the Dreamweaver on Eveleigh Street, captivated by those women she was. She doesn’t know how much power she holds inside her. Check there next chance you get. I need Nuttah back. I’m worried about her.” [[“I’m not sure how I can help.|Kymera Activity][$mental to $mental -1]] [[“Of course we’ll look for her!”|Kymera Activity][$mental to $mental +1]] </div>

<div class="content">\ His [[photograph|photograph3]] clings to the inside of the door. [[Leanne Simpson's words|meditate3]] above the photo take on a new meaning concidering your conversation with Nadie yesterday.       <em>You've got to find her.</em> On the top shelf rests your battered copy of <em>[[Johnny Appleseed|Johnny Appleseed3]].</em> <<if $hasUniform is false>>\ Your GPS watch and ballistic vest hang there along with the red beret that marks your promotion into the Second Special Service Force. <<linkreplace "Put on your uniform and equip your GPS.">>\ Your uniform fits you like your clothes never do. [[Close|Barracks3]] your locker.\ <<set $hasUniform to true>>\ <<set $hasWatch to true>>\ <</linkreplace>><<else>>\ The hanger is empty. [[Close|Barracks3]] your locker. <</if>></div>

<div class="content">\ <<if $makeBed is false>>\ [[Make Bed|Barracks3]] and move on. <<set $makeBed to true>><<else>>[[Obsessively Remake bed|Barracks3]] and move on. <</if>></div>

<div class="content">\ The cavernous space is filled with the echoes of boots on the waxed wooden floor, running lines back and forth, the smell of sweat a permanent fixture. The [[free weights]] are tucked into the left corner. [[Captain Sanders|Captain3]] seems to have just called for everyone’s attention. [[Leave|Barracks3]] the gymnasium. You’re done here.</div>

<div class="content"><<if ($hasUniform is true) and ($hasWatch is true) and ($makeBed is true) and ($duty3 is true)>><<audio lacheintro fadeout>>\ You take a deep breath and descend the stairs behind Higgins with Anand and Clark at your heels. The ghosts cling to each step penetrating your resolve. <em>[[Where are you Nuttah?|Coal Harbour]]</em> You wonder . . . <<elseif ($hasUniform is false) or ($hasWatch is false) or ($makeBed is false) or ($duty is false)>> [[You are not ready to leave yet.|Barracks3]] <</if>></div>

<div class="content">\ Build up your strength with some heavy lifting sets. <<set $physical to $physical +2>> See what [[Captain Sanders|Captain3]] wants.</div>

<div class="content">\ Attention! At ease soldiers. <<if visited("free weights")>><<set $social to $social -1>>Thanks for making room in your schedule for us, Lache. We all heard the message from the Prime Minister yesterday. It’s just getting worse out there. We need to stop this Kymera activity – the city is crawling with them. We’re also running low on ECUs – I don’t want to imagine what will happen to that camp if we don’t got power. Bonus rations for each soldier who brings some in – don’t matter if they’re charged or not – we can load ‘em up on the solars behind the gym here. Now let’s get to the [[duty roster|duty3]]. <<else>> We all heard the message from the Prime Minister yesterday. It’s just getting worse out there. We need to stop this Kymera activity – the city is crawling with them. We’re also running low on ECUs – I don’t want to imagine what will happen to that camp if we don’t got power. Bonus rations for each soldier who brings some in – don’t matter if they’re charged or not – we can load ‘em up on the solars behind the gym here. Now let’s get to the [[duty roster|duty3]]. <</if>></div>

<<set $duty3 to true>><div class="content">\ Alright. Listen up! . . . you gloss over the listed names until you hear your own . . . Privates Lache, Anand, and Clark – you’re on <<linkreplace "Coal Harbour with Corporal Higgins">>Coal Harbour with Corporal Higgins <i>This is your chance</i> <<linkappend "Remember:">> These are reconnaissance missions, not combat. Do not engage if they resist. Our jobs are to prevent conflict and reduce violence – not start it. We can only help those who want to get help. The UAVs are already out there. Be sure to answer any and all emergency calls. And don’t forget to grab your damn GPS watches before [[you leave|gymnasium3]].<</linkappend>><</linkreplace>></div>

<div class="content">\ I wish you were here, Dad. I sure could use your good humour now. What kind of wisdom would you give me? How can I save them? How can I find her? I’m ready to [[listen|locker3]] now Dad. I am.</div>

<div class="content">\ Pinned above the photo is a page torn from a book . . . <blockquote>“When you're raising someone to survive a [[war->locker3]] that the other side invests millions convincing people it doesn't exist you raise your army to be tough. You teach them not to make a big fuss. You teach them not to feel. If you waste your time feeling you're not going to be ready and in the ring for the next blow. You're going to be crying and feeling sorry for yourself in the corner because that's the lesson you never see them coming.”</blockquote>― Leanne Betasamosake Simpson, Islands of Decolonial Love: Stories & Songs</div>

<div class="content">\ You flip to one of the dogeared pages of Joshua Whitehead’s book. Underlined in pencil you read <blockquote>“...my home is full of hope and ghosts.”</blockquote><em>These [[ghosts|locker3]] are drowning this island .</em></div>

<<audio deepurban play volume 0.5>>\ <div class="content">\ Smoke drifts from the empty high-rises on your right. The once-yacht-filled harbour now gleams iridescent with oil, wooden and metal vessels adrift in the water. Even in the daylight, the city is heavy as though draped in a grey cloak. Higgins and Clark have taken the shore patrol. You and Anand are patrolling Hastings. Some youth just ran down the [[alley]] toward Pender. [[Eveleigh Street]] is just ahead.</div>

<div class="content"><<set $alley to true>> A group of 5 or 6 youth run down the alley toward Pender and you get the sense that they are fleeing a crime scene. Each of them is carrying a large hiking-style backpack. One turns her head to see who’s following and Anand shouts <<linkreplace "“It’s her!”">> “It’s her!” <em>Nuttah.</em> [[Chase them]] <</linkreplace>></div>

<div class="content">\ Nadie mentioned that Nuttah liked to hang around here. The appeal is lost on you amongst the vacant towers of industry, ghosts of a neoliberal past you will never fully understand. Awash with layers of concrete grey, these reminders are a colonial scar. Rising like a black and red cedar between the towering buildings, a 30 foot tall [[mural|Dreamweaver]] divides the scene, begging your attention. Across the street you notice the [[Rx Pharmacy]] is open.</div>

<<audio deepurban fadeout>>\ <<audio spiritinwoods play volume 0.5>>\ <div class="content"><<set $dreamWeaver to true>>\ Two women gazing in opposite directions tower above you, wrapped in black and red Salish blankets. The sheer size of the mural engulfs you as does the power emanating from the stoic figures. You feel a sense of community and solidarity, interwoven culture and spirit, while staring at their profiles. [[Nadie had mentioned this image.|Dreamweaver2]]</div>

<<set $pharmacy to true>><div class="content">\ Peering through the window into the Rx Pharmacy, you’re surprised to see so many people shopping.       <<linkreplace "Shopping.">> It seems like a foreign idea in this desolate city. In this desolate country. Before you can turn toward the door, you meet the eyes of a tall woman in a dark coat. She’s wearing a navy knit cap and hiking boots. Odd attire for the city. There’s an edginess to her bright blue eyes that worries you. You tell Anand you're going to [[check it out|Inside Pharmacy]] while she scouts around back.<</linkreplace>></div>

<<audio deepurban fadeout>>\ <<audio spiritinwoods fadeout>>\ <div class="content">\ A bell jingles as the door opens. A middle-aged woman with shoulder length brown hair brushes past you but you are too busy scanning for the wearer of the dark blue toque and hiking boots. You know that look in her eyes. A wary desperation. [[Search through the aisles|explosion][$social to $social +1]] [[Move toward the back of the store|explosion][$mental to $mental +1]]</div>

<<audio medexplode play>>\ <<audio glassbreak play>>\ <<audio fire play>>\ <<audio alarm play volume 0.2>>\ <div class="content">\ <<set $physical to $physical -1>>\ Near the center of the dental hygiene aisle the ground shakes and <center><h3>multiple explosions</h3></center> crack the din of the pharmacy. The sound is deafening. You instinctively crouch down and cover your head, as toothpaste and floss mixed with pieces of the ceiling shower down around you. The chaos of screaming people running for safety through shattered glass and smouldering meds intensifies the blare of the fire alarm. The cold spray of the sprinkler system soaks through your red beret, shocking you into action. Coughing out some smoke, you realize you’re not hurt. [[Attend to the people|save][$mental to $mental +1]] [[Search for the edgy woman in the dark cap|search][$physical to $physical +1]]</div>

<div class="content">\ Smoke billows from the broken windows of the storefront as you carry the last of the shoppers from the building. Pausing to take a breath and look for Anand, you see a woman with a tattoo on her neck approach. <blockquote>You don’t remember seeing her amongst the drugstore shoppers.</blockquote> [[Talk to her|Arachne][$mental to $mental +1]] [[Look for Anand|Arachne][$social to $social +1]]</div>

<div class="content">\ Smoke billows from three different ends of the store. You need a light to see. Taking out your revolver you set the sight light to pierce the chaotic scene. The aisles are empty. Pausing to take a breath, you see a woman with a tattoo on her neck step through the broken glass of the store front. <blockquote>You don’t remember seeing her amongst the drugstore shoppers</blockquote> [[Talk to her|Arachne][$mental to $mental +1]] [[Look for Anand|Arachne][$social to $social +1]]</div>

<<audio fire fadeout>>\ <<audio alarm fadeout>>\ <div class="content">\ Before you can take a step, the short but lean woman approaches you, her short black hair stiff. This close you can see that she has two tattoos on her neck. A snake coils around the left side while a red hourglass adorns the right. <em>[[Classy]]</em>, you think.</div>

<div class="content">\ “How can you trust anyone?” The red hourglass on her neck animates as she talks, “Even if you don’t want to trust me, you know I’m right. Since when has the government ever truly cared about equity?” She pauses for a moment. “You came here to help those people in that camp, right? I can help you get your quota of ECUs. More than your quota. And you can help me help all these people outside of the camp too. Win. Win.” [[What do you need to know?|anand][ $social to $social +1]] <em>She smiles.</em></div>

<<audio deepurban play volume 0.5>>\ <div class="content">\ Anand, out of breath, rounds the corner just as the tattooed woman disappears into the crowd of wounded shoppers. “What happened?” she asks. <<linkappend "“I’m still not sure. But I think I’ve got it under control.”">> “Good, ‘cause guess who I just saw running down the back alley?” <<if $alley is true>> [[Follow Nuttah]] <<else>> [[Follow Nuttah|alley]] <</if>><</linkappend>></div>

<<audio deepurban play volume 0.5>><div class="content">\ Now completely passed curfew and beyond the boundaries of your patrol area, you and Anand find yourselves in a part of the city you haven't explored before. The 9 o’clock gun has already sounded and you’re both due to rendezvous with Clark and Corporal Higgins. Anand set a drone to follow Nuttah and insists that you should both return to the barracks for the night and start again in the morning. [[Follow the GPS tracker|Science]] [[Rendezvous with Clark and Corporal Higgins|rendezvous]]</div>

<div class="content">\ You catch up quickly and grab the bag at her back. She turns her head again, shock written on her penetratingly green eyes. You notice the whisp of a tattoo circling her neck. She shrugs out of her back and speeds away. The sudden weight of it stilts your pace, sending you tripping to the ground, and Anand, who was trailing behind, catches up, breathing hard. <<linkreplace "“Get them!” you command.">>“Get them!” you command. Anand runs ahead and [[rounds the corner|corner]]. Scrambling to your feet and tossing the bag on your back, you race behind her. <</linkreplace>> </div>

<div class="content">\ They’re gone. Not a single sign of them left along the empty garbage-strewn street. “At least we got her [[backpack]]” Anand reminds you.</div>

<<set $hasBackpack to true>><div class="content">\ You zip open the blue and black MEC bag and out spill hundreds of ECUs. Looking up at Anand, you wonder who Nuttah is and how she got her hands on so many. Then you also marvel at your good fortune – <<linkreplace "“the Captain will be impressed.”">> “the Captain will be impressed.” <<if $dreamWeaver is true>> [[Follow Nuttah]]. <<else>> Check out [[Eveleigh Street|Dreamweaver]]. <</if>><</linkreplace>></div>

<div class="content">\ As you jog up Peek Side park, following your GPS, the darkness of the city hits you. Half of the streetlights are out. The only things illuminating the night are the headlights of the auto-driving Eco-op cars taking their privileged passengers to their rich homes and the signage around the Science and Technology Centre. <<linkreplace "“That woman was right. Equity is an illusion.”">> You spot a person on the sidewalk ahead. Even though it’s difficult to see who it is in the dark, you know it’s Nuttah from the drone reading. [[Approach Nuttah directly on the sidewalk|car][$social to $social +1]] [[Sneak up parallel to the park|car][$physical to $Physical +1]]<</linkreplace>></div>

<<audio tires play volume 0.5>><div class="content">\ As you move closer, the high-pitched electric wirr of a white Eco-op car passes by, jerking violently left and right. After speeding past Nuttah, the sedan suddenly stops and, tires squealing, shifts into reverse, popping up on the sidewalk heading right towards her. [[Pull Nuttah out of the car’s path|save4][$physical to $physical -1]]</div>

<<audio carcrash play>>\ <div class="content">\ The autonomous car crashes into the light post, the boot buckling under the sudden impact. The airbags deploy, doors blow off, horn engages, and hazards flash as the Eco-op goes into emergency mode. Your GPS watch beeps as a UAV is called to the scene. “That could have been me” Nuttah exclaims. <<linkreplace "“What is going on?”">>//“What is going on?”// “Hey. I know that guy.” She notes, ignoring my question, as a man emerges from the vehicle. He’s in rough shape, but, after taking one look at us, starts running towards the Science and Tech Centre. [[“Let’s get out of here before it blows!”|3rd Street]] <</linkreplace>></div>

<<audio deepurban fadeout>>\ <<audio spiritinwoods play volume 0.5>>\ <div class="content">\ A woman's face, the sea swimming in her eye and her hair the blue of the ocean, a tangle of animal spirits and twisted roots. This tangle of problems flows from her, past meeting present extending to future - a flow of life that connects us to the earth. So much damage. Each new generation inherits the mess of the past, spreading new poisons into the natural and social worlds. [[You stare at the mural together|together]]</div>

<<audio spiritinwoods fadeout>>\ <div class="content">In the darkness, the city almost seems at rest. If it weren’t for the vacant buildings watching you with empty eyes, you’d feel a sense of calm. As the three of you move north towards Whoi Whoi park, Nuttah tells you how she got caught up with [[Kymera.]]</div>

<<audio epicaldrums play volume 0.5>>\ <div class="content"><<set $mental to $mental -1>>\ “She’s… intense. I mean, I’ve never met anyone like her. I…” Nuttah trails off. “I think she’s going to steal a bunch of ECUs from the Science and Tech Centre tonight. Whatever. I don’t care anymore.”       <em>“Wait, Kymera is taking the ECUs?”</em> “Ya. I don’t know where they’re going to charge them though,” She says hesitantly. <em>”We’ve got to get back to the camp!”</em> <<if $dreamWeaver is true>>Cut through [[West End]] <<else>>Cut through [[Coal Harbour|Harbour]]<</if>></div>

<<audio epicaldrums play volume 0.5>>\ <div class="content"><<set $mental to $mental -1>>\ “It’s the tail of a Chimera. It’s a mark of the… it’s her mark… and I…” Nuttah trails off. “I think she’s going to steal a bunch of ECUs from the Science and Tech Centre tonight. Whatever. I don’t care anymore.”       <em>“Wait, Kymera is taking the ECUs?”</em> “Ya. I don’t know where they’re going to charge them though,” She says hesitantly. The silver chip in the camp’s control box. The pharmacy explosions. The bag of ECUs. <em>“We’ve got to get back to the camp!”</em> <<if $dreamWeaver is true>>Cut through [[West End]] <<else>>Cut through [[Coal Harbour|Harbour]] <</if>></div>

<div class="content">As you cut through another back alley you wonder at how well Nuttah knows the cityscape. “Those in [[power]] don't always know what power means.” Nuttah shifts her gaze from the street to look at you.</div>

<<audio epicaldrums fadeout>>\ <<audio spiritinwoods play volume 0.5>>\ <div class="content"><<set $dreamWeaver to true>>\ Two women gazing in opposite directions tower above you, wrapped in black and red Salish blankets. The sheer size of the mural engulfs you as does the power emanating from the stoic figures. You feel a sense of community and solidarity, interwoven culture and spirit, while staring at their profiles. [[Nadie had mentioned this image.|Harbour2]]</div>

<<audio epicaldrums play volume 0.5>>\ <div class="content">\ Despite the late hour, the camp is not asleep. You notice a government cargo truck parked up at the barracks.       <em>Is it Kymera?</em> [["Send Anand to check on the barracks."|camp]]</div>

<div class="content">\ Outside her tent, Nadie looks from Nuttah to you and back again, her face brightening as you approach, that little stuffed husky in her hands.      “You found her!” She exclaims. The two embrace and then look at you.       “Meegwech” She says, pulling you into the bear hug. You smile. <em>We need to take care of our pasts,</em> you think. [["Ya. Meegwech."]]</div>

<<audio spiritinwoods play volume 0.5>>\ <div class="content">\ The sun beginning to rise at their backs, a group of figures walk up the footbridge toward the camp, silhouetted against the brick building. <em>They aren't part of your squad, but they look familiar. Are they from the caqmp? How did they get outside the gate?</em> You wonder. There’s no sign of Anand outside the barracks. To your left the people on the power boat [[seem to be arguing.|end]]</div>

<<audio longexplode play>>\ <<audio fire play>>\ <div class="content">\ The sound is overwhelming and unexpected. You see the barracks glowing an angry orange in the night sky and hear the desperate cries of people. You turn to see the refugee camp burning. The ghosts of the island. The woman’s face entangled with spirits of the land. The black and red quilt wrapping the warriors in strength. Anand. Nuttah. Nadie. Your father’s words. Meegwech, he said. <center><h2>[[Meegwech.|boom]]</h2></center></div>

<div class="content">\ You keep your eyes downcast, but watch Trent in your peripheral vision An object seems to pass between them. Shit! It was too quick, and by the time your head snaps to the side, it's too late to see. Was it a package? An envelope? It wasn't very big. Who passed it to whom? You make a not to ask Trent about it later. You're starting to get cold. You make your way [[back to the car|back to the carA]] and wait for Trent. <<set $mental to $mental +1>></div>

<div class="content">\ "Who was that?" you ask Trent when he finally gets in. "Oh, nobody" he says as he rubs his hands together and blows on them. He changes the subject, "You doing ok?", he asks. "Yeah", you say. "Weird day, but I'm alright." Trent adds, "Everyone should be at the house in about 30 minutes. The staff is already putting out the refreshments. I was just wondering about tomorrow. [["Do you want me to move the meeting?"]]</div>

<div class="content">\ "I remember that day like it was yesterday" a familiar voice says behind you. It's Pip, your old boarding school classmate. Your parents sent you off to Switzerland. Nine months out of every twelve were spent in the Alps with people you hardly knew, or liked. "Remember how we hid the teacher's hat before they gathered us to take that group shot? He was so pissed, and now he's standing there bald as a cue ball for eternity!" Pip lets out a mean cackle. "Listen Atro", Pip continues, "a few of us are going to go hit some balls around later, you wanna come? Might be good for you?" [["Nah, thanks. It's been a day. I think I'll just crash after everyone leaves."|I'll just crashA]] [["Sure, Pip. Squash sounds great. I could use the release."|SquashA]]</div>

<div class="content">\ You're not in the mood to socialize. You politely decline. "Listen, Pip, I really appreciate the invite, but I'm beat. After all of this, I just wanna hit the sack. Maybe some other time? Pip says, "All good, buddy. You do you," as he strolls back the others. You make the rounds and thank the appropriate people, and head up to bed. As you lay there, you remember that guy Trent was talking to at the cemetery. You fall asleep wondering what they were up to. You'll have to ask Trent again tomorrow. It's for the best that you try to get some sleep. You have an [[important meeting|meeting in the morningA]] in the morning. <<set $social to $social -1>></div>

<div class="content">\You burn off some steam playing squash at the country club. It feels good. While you're there, you hear that there are some troublemakers doing some weird stuff downtown. Earlier in the evening, someone even set a car on fire! What is happening? You knew the government was dealing with the sudden overflow of people in the city by relocating them into camps, but this kind of behaviour is really shocking. You get home late, and realize it's time to hit the hay. You've got an [[important meeting|meeting in the morningA]] in the morning. <<set $mental to +1>> <<set $social to $social +1>> </div>

<div class="content">Sitting in the sunshine on the massive deck of your hillside estate in "The Properties," you are preparing for an important video call with the Associate Minister of Finance, Marc. He wants to discuss your innovative transportation plans. You've designed a high-speed electric train that will travel from coast to coast across the entire country in just a day and a half - less than half of the time it takes by rail presently. Electric travel is the way to go. It's unbelieveable that anyone still flies across the country. This project will completely revolutionize travel, <<linkreplace "not to mention create countless jobs.">>not to mention create countless jobs. Secretaries and servants rush around doing the busywork while you discuss how the current energy crisis may put a damper on your project. Construction is set to begin in a matter of weeks, but things seem to be going kind of sideways. Maybe Marc will know more about that. He's in the capital, and sees the Prime Minister frequently in person. Perhaps he can shed some light on the developing situation. It's 11 am, time to [[begin the video call|video callA]].<</linkreplace>></div>

<div class="content">\ A few minutes into the meeting, the computer alerts you that the Prime Minister is about to address the nation. You haven't even had a chance to bring the issue up with Marc! You're relieved to hear it straight from the horse's mouth, because you've been wondering what's happening and whether it will directly impact the highspeed train project. You've already noticed some weirdness going on with your stock portfolio. Not cool. You press the button to [[watch the address|PM address]], which plays in a separate window, so you can stay on the call with Marc. Marc looks anxious as the PM begins the speech.</div>

<center><iframe width="560" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/-ldSD1ANLbk" title="YouTube video player" frameborder="0" allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture" allowfullscreen></iframe></center> <div class="content"> <center><h4>The Prime Minister's Emergency Address to the Country</h4> You can't believe it's come to that so soon. <<linkreplace "What will happen with the train project?">>"What will happen with the train project?" You are left staring at Marc, and Marc stares back at you. Neither of you says anything for a moment. Marc appears to pick at some skin on his finger. You realize the work part of this meeting is effectively over. [[You end the call to process what you've heard.|end callA]] [[You ask what Marc thinks about it.|ask MarcA]]<</linkreplace>></center></div>

<div class="content">\ You decide to research the situation alone. A quick online search reveals the seriousness of the situation. Your stomach sinks when you see that people are starting to break into public buildings in search of food, shelter, and valuables. You had no idea things were getting this bad! The people are out of control. Trent mutters something to himself as he watches over your shoulder. Just then, you get an alert on your cell phone. [[Read the text message.|read text A]] <<set $social to $social -1>> </div>

<div class="content">\ Marc is concerned, and visibly distracted. He says he's just heard that people are starting to break into public buildings in search of food, shelter, and valuables, but he thought it was more localized. This new information suggests things are going to continue spiralling if the government doesn't act quickly. Marc wonders, more to himself that to you, how this unfolding situation will impact the already perilous economy. "Atro, this could have major repercussions for our project," he adds. Yeah, like we'll be lucky to do it at all. Oh my God... Things are [[looking grim|grimA]]. <<set $social to $social +1>> </div>

<div class="content">\ Trent says, "Atro, those videos are something else. Have you given any thought to the safety of the hidden cache of ECUs (Energy Cell Units) in the Science and Technology Centre downtown? I mean, the people are doing some pretty wild stuff. You push people far enough, and they snap." [[Ignore him because he's being dramatic|ignore TrentA]] [[Ask what he means|what do you mean TrentA]]</div>

<div class="content">\ It's Marc. He says he's just heard that people are starting to break into public buildings in search of food, shelter, and valuables, but he thought it was more localized. He sends you a couple of links to videos of people breaking into public buildings and stealing valuables. There are already power outages in a few neighbourhoods. One video even suggests it's all planned, but there are always whack jobs who start conspiracy theories. Marc wonders how this unfolding situation will impact the already perilous economy, but you sure don't have an answer for him. Things are sure [[looking grim|grimA]].</div>

<div class="content">\ You push that nonsense out of your head, and choose to enjoy the last few minutes of daylight as the sun dips behind the horizon. You admire the view, as harbour is bathed in an amber glow and [[get away from this paranoid moron|moronA]]. You say, "Trent, why don't you take the rest of the evening off?" <<set $social to $social -1>> </div>

<div class="content">\ Trent reminds you that, not only are the Energy Cell Units (ECUs) in danger in the basement of the government's Science and Technology Centre because the location is exposed, but as the of Minister of Innovation Science and Industry an energy crisis will directly impact your role, and ultimately your career. You need to [[clear your head|clear headA]]. <<set $social to $social +1>> </div>

<div class="content">\ You need to get away from this house (and Trent) and [[clear your head|clear headA]]. <<set $social to $social -1>></div>

<<audio tech-housevibes play volume 0.5>><div class="content">\ You grab the keys and start up the car. It's completely automated, you punch in the destination and before you know it, you're flying down Bayside Drive. You try to think of anything but the Energy Cell Units, the energy crisis, and the state of your stock portfolio. Instead, you think about your most recent getaway to your island villa, and your [[handsome neighbour]]...</div>

<<audio tech-housevibes fadeout>><<audio phone stop>><div class="content">\ It's Trent. "Atro! What the hell! The Prime Minister has been trying to get a hold of you! Do you have your damned phone turned off? You don't even tell me you're leaving... How am I supposed to do my job???" Drama, drama, as usual. "Put him through, and chill out." Trent connects the call on the car phone. The PM's voice comes thought the speaker system. He tells you that flights are grounded, and everyone is stuck in the capital. Boy, this would be a great time to have, I dunno, a high speed TRAIN to get around, <<linkreplace "you think dryly.">>you think dryly. The PM explains that you are the only one within reach of the Science and Technology Centre (where those ECUs that Trent was talking about are hidden). "I'm counting on YOU to move the ECUs somewhere safe. The people are getting restless, and riots could break out in the coming days, if not sooner" he explains. Then the call is disconnected and the power goes out in the city below in large sections, one after the next. The street lamps blink out all at once, followed by the traffic lights. Well, that can't be good, you think. It's time to [[go home|go homeA]].<</linkreplace>></div>

<<audio hazyafterhours play volume 0.5>><div class="content">You arrive back at your house to find everything dark. The PM warned of rolling blackouts to conserve energy, but you didn't think it would happen so quickly, and not here in the Properties! You walk inside and hear a shuffling noise in your office. You rush down the hall to investigate. Someone is shining a flashlight around the office. The beam of light briefly flashes in your face twice, temporarily blinding you. [[Shout "Who's there?"|whos thereA]] [[Blindly run in and smack the intruder with your briefcase|briefcaseA]]</div>

<div class="content">The intruder stumbles back and knocks into the bookcase. Something falls and shatters. In the darkness, you realize who it is and shout, [["What are you doing in my office, Trent?"|officeA]]</div>

<div class="content">"OUCH! For crying out loud, Atro! You scared the crap out of me!" Trent yells. You relax a little, but then ask "[[What are you doing in my office, Trent|officeA]]? You've been acting really strange lately." "Nothing! I was looking for something, and I found it, just a phone number. I have to make an appointment to get the carpets cleaned and I couldn't remember the name of the company we used last time. All good. Why don't you [[let me run you a bath|bathA]]? It's been a helluva day". <<set $physical to $physical +1>></div>

<div class="content">\ "Look" Trent begins, "I thought this wasn't the best time to tell you, but your mother left something for you. Her lawyer gave it to me to give to you. It's a video message she recorded before she got really sick. I wanted to watch it before I told you, [[to make sure|make sureA]]..."</div>

<div class="content">Oooooh, that's a good idea. A bath is just what you need. You were wrong not to trust Trent. In the bath, your mind wanders back to your mother. Was she proud of you at all? Your career? Your accomplishments as an innovator and entrepreneur? That reminds you of that strange call from the PM before the power went out. What was it he said? Everyone is stuck in the capital, and you are the only one within reach of the Science and Technology Centre, and [[you have to move the ECUs somewhere safe|safeA]] away from the people who are causing havoc in the city centre. The people are getting restless, and riots could break out in the coming days, he said. A terrible unease grips you. You feel cold even though your bath water is steaming.</div>

<div class="content">\ "To make sure what, Trent? Just say it. To make sure it wasn't too cruel, right? Or is it that you think I can't handle it, whatever she has to say? You work for me. Don't forget that. Give me the damned thing. I'm not as weak as you think. I can handle it." Trent replies, "Fine, then help me find the code to start the backup generator. It's somewhere in the desk, but I can hardly see." You input the code, and when the house's electricity powers back up, you plug the external drive into the computer, and [[launch the video|launchA]].</div>

<div class="content">\ The PM tends to overreact. The situation can’t really be that bad. <blockquote><em>If I were elected, I’d be less emotional. The people need a real leader. The ECUs are perfectly safe at the Science and Technology Centre. Hardly anyone even knows they’re there! The basement of a government-run research facility is the perfect hiding place. The media and current leader have overblown the situation.</em></blockquote> You buzz Trent on the SmartHome. [[Ask Trent a question|ask TrentA]] [[Tell Trent what you're thinking|tell TrentA]]</div>

<div class="content">\ He comes running, and you speak through the frosted glass of the bathtub enclosure. A red velvet Victorian armchair stands by for just this purpose. He sits down. "Trent, do you know why the PM called today? Why haven't you asked me?" He says, "Of course I knew. Listen. You are you the [[Minister of Innovation Science and Industry|job titleA]]!"</div>

<div class="content">\ He comes running, and you speak through the frosted glass of the bathtub enclosure. A red velvet Victorian armchair stands by for just this purpose. He sits down. You explain why the PM called earlier. That he wants your help, but you don't think you can do it. You wait for him to say something. Finally, he says, "Listen, Trent says You are the [[Minister of Innovation Science and Industry|job titleA]]".</div>

<div class="content">\ It is even worse than Trent thought, and certainly worse than you were prepared for. Your mother tells you that as far as she was concerned, her son died the day you came out as non-binary. She never wanted or needed a daughter, and as much as she tried, she could never accept you this way. You disappointed her in the worst possible way, and she's glad to be leaving this world so she can be with papa, a real man, in heaven. Then, she coldly explains the details of her will. Of course, as her only child, you will inherit everything, whether it's with love or not. Trent apologizes. Profusely. Then says, "Atro, you are the strongest person I know. You shouldn't have to deal with that; why don't you [[let me run you a bath|bathA]]?" You nod and fight back the tears. "Thank you" is all you manage to say. <<set $mental to $mental -2>> </div>

<div class="content">\ "The Prime Minister needs you" Trent continues. "The people need you. Not to mention, If you don’t do this, someone will beat you to it. What if someone from the Science and Technology Centre thinks of it? Or someone in the military police? It HAS to be you." <em>This is your chance to prove your salt to the people and secure their votes.</em> "Thank you for that, Trent. You're absolutely right. We will go first thing tomorrow morning," you say. You head back to your room and [[choose your outfit|outfitA]] for the next day. [[go to bed|go to bedA]].</div>

<div class="content">\ You don't want to stand out when you are in the city. You're a wealthy and very recognizable pubic figure, so you choose a very unassuming pair of jeans and a plain black jacket with runners. You wonder if Trent will have the same thought. [[You decide to warn him|warn himA]] against dressing in his usually flashy style. [[You say nothing|say nothingA]] and [[go to bed|go to bedA]].</div>

<div class="content">\ In the morning, you check the internet and cell phone connectivity, but they are still down. One new email came in at 4 am. It's from the Prime Minister. He thanked you for helping with the ECUs and expressed disappointment about the power outage on the west coast, not that it helps. Once you can get your hands on these ECUs, though, that will improve the situation, and <<linkreplace "everyone will know your name.">>everyone will know your name. The house staff has started getting the car ready for your trip into town. The plan is to drive to the Science and Technology Centre, and borrow a transport vehicle from the facility. Trent can drive it back to the house while you take the self-driving car. Easy in, easy out. You should be back by early afternoon at the latest. There's just one more thing you have to take care of first. [[Open the safe|open safeA]] [[Pick up the phone|pick up phoneA]]<</linkreplace>></div>

<div class="content">\ "Hey, Trent?" you say. "Maybe don't wear a suit into town tomorrow. You'll be much less conspicuous that way". Big day tomorrow! You [[go to bed|go to bedA]] and fall asleep almost immediately. <<set $social to $social +1>> <<set $mental to $mental -1>></div>

<div class="content">\ You decide not to say anything. If Trent wants to dress up, it'll take the focus off you. You never did enjoy people snapping your photo when you are out and about anyway. It's time to [[go to bed|go to bedA]]. <<set $social to $social -1>> <<set $mental to $mental +1>></div>

<div class="content">\ You take out enough ECUs to cover you in case you want to stop for a snack or see something nice you can't live without. Hopefully, Trent will agree to stop at your favourite shop on the way to the Science and Technology Centre. It's a shame you have to bring these ECUs, but no one accepts credit cards anymore. At least most of the stores are still in operation. [[It's time to go|time to goA]]. But first, you [[grab your ID badge|ID badgeA]]. You never know when such a thing might come in handy.</div>

<div class="content">\ You have the idea to call the Science and Technology Centre to let them know you are coming. It's just a courtesy, because you have the key and don't exactly need permission. Sal, the day manager, says they'll be on the lookout for you, but that it's a skeleton crew. Hardly anyone is staffing the facility of late. Sal tells you they close things down at 5 pm. You hang up and [[open the safe|open safeA]] in your room.</div>

<div class="content">\ You notice Trent has decided to wear a suit anyway. It figures. He can be a little vain. <<set $social to $social -1>> [[You need to grab your ID Badge before you can go|ID badgeA]].</div>

<div class="content">\ Time's-a-wastin'. [[Pack the car|pack carA]]. <<set $idbadge to true>></div>

<<audio hazyafterhours fadeout>><<audio tech-housevibes play volume 0.5>><div class="content">\ With as many ECUs as you can both carry in plain black backpacks, you set off. It's an overcast morning, but dry. You can't remember the last time you went into the city. You give a quick wave to the gardener as the sleek automobile silently pulls out of the garage and out the massive gates of the property a little later than you'd intended. You'll have to remember to tell George to oil the gate. You [[head towards the bridge|head towards bridgeA]] in the city.</div>

<div class="content">\ The car is expensive, (self-driving, because you never needed to learn) and conspicuous as it rolls down from the Properties on the hill. The car enters the city below, merging onto the narrow bridge. You admire the beauty of the ocean with the mountains beyond. Sitting across from Trent, you decide to [[ask|askA]] about making a pitstop.</div>

<<audio tires play>>\<div class="content">\ Suddenly, the car veers and jerks to one side. The tires have blown out! Why? What? The car goes into emergency mode and pulls itself over. The hazard lights begin to pulse, and the tire pressure alert flashes on the dashboard. The car announces "Emergency, please fasten your seatbelt. Remain in your seat until it is safe to leave the vehicle." Trent hops out to take a look at the blown tire. You look around, and see two people step out from among the trees! You [[call out to Trent|call outA]], but it's too late.</div>

<div class="content">\ Without warning, they bash Trent over the head with a heavy rod, and you run terrified into the bush. Fortunately, your backpack of ECUs is already strapped to your back, so it goes with you. All you know is that there’s a lot of blood. You almost trip over a strip of traffic spikes on the road! This was some kind of trap! You're terrified and confused, and feeling alone for the first time. [[Run without looking back|run dont look backA]] [[Run a short distance, hide and watch the attackers|hide and watchA]]</div>

<div class="content">\ The forest is thick with huge trees and dense underbrush. There are no trails that run from the park to the highway. It's impossible to get in, so follow along the edge of the highway, but you're nervous there might be more bandits. <em>What if they're following me?</em> you wonder. You spot a clearing and run into the forest, and you start to run faster. Then you stumble and hurt your wrist. [[Someone calls out to you|someone calls outA]] [[Try to hide|hideA]] <<set $physical to $physical -1>> </div>

<div class="content">\ You run a short distance into the woods until you're sure no one is chasing you. "Let her go" one of them says. "Mr. Fancypants here has all the money." You look back and see Trent lying in a pool of blood. OMG. Poor Trent! They think he's me because he's overdressed! They seem extremely interested in the backpack full of ECUs. You turn away and keep going. [[What now?|what nowA]] <<set $social to $social +1>> </div>

<div class="content">\ “Hey, mister!” A short distance away, you see a girl. She has two dead squirrels hanging from a stick. "Lunch" she says when she sees your horrified expression. "You're not from around here, are you?" she asks. //"How could you tell?"// you ask. She laughs. "I'm Nuttah. What's your name?" //"I'm Atro, and I'm not a mister. I don't suppose you know the way outta here? I need to get to a phone".// Nuttah smiles, "[[follow me|follow NuttahA]]." <<set $social to $social +1>></div>

<div class="content">\ You sit down to collect yourself. Your wrist is throbbing. You can't stop thinking about Trent. You need to get to a phone. The police are going to need you to fill out a report. You just want to go home, but the PM needs you to move those ECUs. Hiding isn't working. [[Someone calls out to you|someone calls outA]] again.</div>

<div class="content">\ The forest is thick with huge trees and dense underbrush. There are no trails that run from the park to the highway. It's impossible to get in, so follow along the edge of the highway, but you're nervous there might be more bandits. You need to cross the park and find a group of [[totem poles|totem polesA]] which are on the opposite side. If you can get to them, you'll know you're near the entrance into the city. It's a long way from here, and the trees and underbrush are extremely dense and difficult to navigate. </div>

<div class="content">\ After blindly walking in more or less one direction, you see a flash of colour in the distance. This must be the right way! You run excitedly toward the totem poles, which stand proud and tall in a beautiful meadow behind a fence. There are several of them, and they appear to be different ages. However, as you run through the scrub, you stumble and hurt your wrist. [[Someone calls out to you.|someone calls outA]] <<set $physical to $physical -1>> <<set $mental to $mental +1>></div>

<<audio gun play volume 0.5>><div class="content">\ A loud bang scares you almost out of your skin. She laughs. That's just the 9 o'clock gun, silly. The small canon has been there for over a hundred years. It goes off every night at 9 pm without fail. You're embarrassed. "Sorry, I'm a bit jumpy. Some guys just robbed me and I think they killed my assistant. What is going on? I heard things were getting worse, but..." As you follow Nuttah deeper into Whoi Whoi Park, you suddenly [[remember|remember suddenlyA]] something . . .</div>

<<audio dog play volume 0.5>>\ <div class="content">\ You remember the naval barracks that are located there on Deadman’s Island. The perfect spot to move the ECUs! It wouldn’t matter if people knew where they were because the island is heavily fortified and isolated in the harbour. A dog barks and the crunch of boots on the dried leaves stirrs you from your thoughts. Two soldiers are walking near the edge of the encampment. You move toward them to [[say something to the soldiers|speak to soldiersA]], but [[Nuttah pulls you back|pull backA]]. <<set $mental to $mental +1>></div>

<div class="content">\ You shout out to the soldier. "Hey, excuse me? How much space you got out there? You guys still using that place? Can I come in and take a look around?" The soldiers rush toward you. Without a word they walk you toward the camp, one on each side, rather roughly. "Do you know who I am?" you ask. They don't seem to care. [[Ask about Deadman's Island|Deadmans IslandA]] as they march you in the opposite direction.</div>

<div class="content">\ "Don't!" Nuttah hisses. "They don't like people just going in and out of the camp as they please. They just want us to follow orders and keep quiet. You've probably heard this camp is here to <em>take care</em> of the people, right? Well, think again! This is a CONCENTRATION camp, my friend. It's a big old Band-Aid on the problem. Welcome to reality. This is the what you guys at the top never get to see... I know a better way in. Follow me." [[Approach perimeter fence|perimeter fenceA]]. <<set $mental to $mental -1>></div>

<div class="content">\ The soldiers tell you a bit about Deadman's Island. It was once an Indigenous tree-burial cemetery, the site of a battle, a smallpox quarantine area, and a squatter settlement. Nowadays, it houses a naval reserve in the form of a durable-looking red brick building. The soldiers walk you up to the [[perimeter fence|perimeter fenceA]] of the camp where you see Nuttah. She looks relieved. <<set $mental to $mental +1>></div>

<div class="content">\ The fence is tall enough to keep people out... <em>or is it to keep them in? </em> You enter the gate and follow Nuttah [[toward the tent city inside the camp|welcome to tent cityA]]. The guards, satisfied you've been dealt with, retreat somberly to their stations guarding the entrance to the tent city.</div>

<<audio camp play volume 0.5>>\ <<audio slowtrail fadeout>>\ <div class="content">\ You enter the encampment. Your arrival here is a little unexpected - to everyone including you. People say hello as you pass. Nuttah tells you it's not that hard to get out if you're careful of the guards. For now, you should probably get some rest and something to eat. "You ever tried squirrel meat?" she asks with a wink. She'd probably be surprised to learn of some of the delacies you've enjoyed while travelling the world. "I'll try anything once" you reply. You start to realize how hungry you actually are after bushwacking your way across Whoi Whoi. [[Follow Nuttah to her grandmother's tent|enter tentA]]</div>

<div class="content">\ You meet Nuttah's grandmother, Nadie. She has bright eyes that squint when she smiles, a long silver braid hangs down her back. You soon learn that Nadie is not well since has been without her insulin for a couple of weeks. Nevertheless, she carefully wraps your wrist in a bandage and tends to your cuts and scrapes while humming softly. You ask to use her phone, but she laughs "Ain't none of us got ECUs to power a phone." Excited voices collect outside the tent. You peek out. [[Step out of the tent to say hello|say hello to refugeesA]] [[Stay inside|stay inside tentA]]</div>

<div class="content">\ You're exhausted, but you step out of the tent. Word has quickly spread about a newcomer in the camp - and a famous one at that. You chat with the group, humouring them. The people ask a lot of questions. They want to know what is happening with the energy crisis, and the blackouts and you admit you aren't sure. After some time, you say goodbye. After you lie down, you [[drift off to sleep|driftA]] almost instantly. <<set $social to $social +1>> <<set $physical to $physical -1>></div>

<div class="content">\ You've had a long day. You decide to lie down for a bit and rest. Nuttah explains she has some things to do, and she expertly sneaks out of the camp and disappears into the trees. "That girl is always running off... I worry." Nadie muses, shaking her head. Nadie makes you some tea using a small hot plate. There is a sudden crackle and a spark where she has it plugged in, and it startles you. Nuttah laughs and waves away the thin whisp of smoke. She, and several of the other campers, have secretly tapped into the main camp power supply to run heaters, small cooktops and to light their tents. They make sure to hide this fact from the patrolling soldiers. You finish your tea, listen to Nadie's stories, and after some time, you [[drift off|driftA]] to sleep. <<set $social to $social -1>> <<set $physical to $physical +1>></div>

<div class="content">\ The next morning, you go to the washroom and walk around the camp and stretch your legs. A few people are watching you from a respectful distance. They can't believe Atro LaFlamme is staying in the camp. You say good morning as you stroll by. [[You need a phone|find phoneA]] and you need to get to the Science and Technology Centre.</div>

<<set $physical to $physical +1>><div class="content">\ You ask if anyone has a phone because you want to report your car stolen and your assistant killed. They tell you, sorry they don't, (and the police won't help you anyway). No one around here has one, and even if they did, they don't have enough ECUs they need to power them up. You get an idea. [[Ask for their help|ask nicelyA]] [[Make them an offer|offerA]]</div>

<div class="content">\ "Listen", you say. "I need to move some ECUs from a government facility, and I can pay you. I can also help if anyone here needs medicine. I need to make a pitstop at the drug store before we do the job, anyway. I'll give you 20 ECUs for a few hours of your time, you give me a list of what you need and we can work something out. [[Whaddya say|Whaddya sayA]]?" <<set $social to $social +1>></div>

<div class="content">\ You explain, "I need to move some stuff, and I can pay you. I'll give you 20 ECUs for a few hours of your time. Sounds fair? [[Whaddya say|Whaddya sayA]]?" <<set $social to $social -1>></div>

<div class="content">\ Four of the campers agree to help. Paul, Erick, Edwin and Luis will be ready to go just as soon as you return with the medicine and supplies for Nadie and the others. You need to get insulin to repay Nadie for her kindness before you go for the ECUs. You grab your bag, and [[sneak out|sneak outA]] while the guards have their backs turned the way Nuttah did. You'll meet the group back here in an hour or less.</div>

<div class="content">\ The Rx Pharmacy is only a few blocks from the camp, so you walk. You can get a self-driving Eco-op car after you buy the supplies to get to the Science and Technology Centre. They're scattered around the city; you just hop in and go. Across the street from the pharmacy, you notice a huge mural painted on the side of a tall brick building. [[Look at the mural|dreamweaver muralA]] [[Go inside the pharmacy|enter pharmacyA]]</div>

<<audio spiritinwoods play volume 0.5>>\ <<audio camp fadeout>> <div class="content">\ The mural is red and black, and it fills you with emotion. Two women facing opposite tower above. Each is wrapped in black and red Salish blankets. The women remind you of you and your mother. The sheer size engulfs you as does the energy emanating from the proud figures. They are standing back to back, but they couldn't be [[further apart]].</div>

<div class="content">\ Inside, the store is quite busy as this location has one of the few pharmacies still in operation. You collect the insulin and other items you need. You grab a wrist brace for yourself, and almost bump into a [[woman|girlA]] wearing a toque and hiking boots. She's frantically searching for something, poor thing. Despite being government-run, many items are in short supply, and the cost is astronomical. Fortunately, you have enough ECUs to cover your bill, and you'll have even more soon enough. [[Line up|pay pharmacyA]] to pay for your order. <<set $medicine to true>></div>

<<audio spiritinwoods fadeout>>\ <div class="content">\ She's eyeing the candy. Good call! You grab six chocolate bars and toss them on the counter. [[Pay for your order|pay pharmacyA]] with ECUs. <<set $chocolatebars to true>> </div>

<<audio spiritinwoods fadeout>>\ <div class="content">\ A young soldier in a red beret walks in as you approach the exit. You nod to her in greeting. She looks away. Rude. You [[walk out through the front door|exit pharmacyA]] with your bags. "Let's see" you say to yourself, "I have the insulin, chocolate bars, skin cream, wrist brace, bandages, Aspirin, rubbing alcohol..." </div>

<<audio camp fadeout>>\<<audio medexplode play>>\ <<audio glassbreak play>>\ <<audio fire play>>\ <<audio alarm play volume 0.2>>\ <div class="content">\ You glance up at the mural again as you walk outside. As you think about your strained relatinship with your mother again, a tremendous force hits you from behind and sends you flying into the street. <center><h3>Fire and smoke billow from the pharmacy windows.</h3></center> The sound is defining.It is all chaos. [[You scream in pain|screamA]], the contents of your shopping bags scatter across the street all around you.</div>

<<set $physical to $physical -1>><<audio fire fadeout>>\ <<audio alarm fadeout>>\ <div class="content">\ Your wrist is almost surely broken if it wasn't before. When you come to your senses, you smell burnt hair. Your own. People run from the building and military police UAVs buzz overhead. Before the soldiers can show up and take you away, you pick up your dropped items and put them back into the bags. Then as quickly as you can, [[you drag yourself back to camp|dragA]]. You will need to ask Nadie to treat your injuries again. She will be happy to see you with the insulin you have picked up for her, so that's good. The back of your neck burns as you jog away from the drug store. You're afraid to touch it for fear of what you may discover there.</div>

<<audio camp play volume 0.5>><div class="content">\ It's afternoon when the pain medicine Nadie gave you wears off. You're still sore and the back of your neck is burnt. You thank Nadie for her hospitality. "I don't know what I would do without you, Nadie" you tell her, "It means so much to me. I just have something I really need to do. It's going to help everyone, and you can be sure you will be well taken care of when the time comes." [[Give Nadie her insulin]]</div>

<<audio camp fadeout>><<audio deepurban play volume 0.5>><div class="content">\ You and Edwin hop into one of the cars, Luis rides alone, and Paul and Erick take the last one. Using your Eco-op card to access the navigation system, you programme all three cars to take you to the Science and Technology Centre. <<linkreplace "The three cars drive together.">>The three cars drive together - one in front of the next - like a train. You notice that most of the street lamps are not lit, which makes the heavily illuminated dome of the Science and Technology Centre stand out against the night sky. As you ride along behind the other two cars, you tense up and remember the other day on the bridge... and Trent. Just then, the car's computer announces an [[incoming message|listenA]]. //That's odd,// you think.<</linkreplace>></div>

<<audio tires play volume 0.5>>\ <div class="content">\ The speaker activates, a woman's voice slowly and deliberately says, "We know who you are, and we know where you are going. We are watching your every move, every turn. As we speak, you are travelling south on Quebec Street approaching National." The car then begins driving erratically, and you frantically work to override the computer with your government authority login. As you attempt to enter your password into the navigation system's control panel, you shout, "[[What do you want|what do you wantA]]?" The car jerks to one side and your fingers fly off the touchscreen. Edwin bangs his head on the window and your bag goes flying.</div>

<div class="content">\ Then you realize it's the Kymera terrorist group! They have hacked into the car's computer system. They explain that they have Trent. They'll release him to you for a price. You reply, "if he's really alive, [[I want to speak to him, NOW|confirm he is aliveA]]"! They could easily be lying. You saw Trent in the road with his head covered in blood. He looked pretty dead to you.</div>

<div class="content">\ Trent [[coughs weakly|coughA]] and in a hoarse voice, he says your name. He IS alive! He's a hostage! Has he been with them this whole time? "Trent! It's ok! Just hang on, ok? Where are you? Where are they keeping you?" Trent says nothing. "What's going on, Trent?" you ask, frantic. "Where are you? Are you ok?" Trent suddenly gushes an apology. "I'm sorry Atro, I'm sooo sorry! I had to tell them everything!" </div>

<div class="content">\ "What do you mean?" you demand frantically. Trent explains he was coerced into giving your home security code and Kymera has been tracing your phone and location. Now you can't even return home! You have nowhere to go. [[Why can't things just work|things never work outA]]? You agree to their terms, for now. "We'll do whatever you want. I just don't want anyone to get hurt, okay? We can talk in the parking lot, out in the open."</div>

<div class="content">\ Attempting to override the hacked computer has only been partially successful.The cars continue to drive erratically. Your car continues to follow the others around the curve of Pacific Street toward the Science and Technology Centre. It is just ahead on the right. You're almost there! If you could just [[get this car to cooperate|cooperateA]]...</div>

<<audio tires play>>\ <div class="content">\ The car in front of you abruptly slams on its brakes, and with squealing tires, the car reverses, swinging violently left and right. Inside, Luis is being tossed around like a doll. The car speeds backwards, narrowly missing a young woman standing on the sidewalk. What is happening? It's like the car is possessed. "[[Are they trying to kill us|kill usA]]?" </div>

<<audio carcrash play>>\ <div class="content">\ All three Eco-op cars come to an simultaneous and abrupt halt. The horn blares and the airbags deploy as Luis' car strikes a lamppost. Pieces of the car fly off. Time seems to slow as your car passes the unfolding accident. You look on in shock as the two women scramble across the grass to get out of the way of the flying debris. You notice one of them is a soldier, easily identifiable with her red beret. <em>A lot of them around lately,</em> you think. You and Edwin [[jump out of the stalled car|jump out of stalled carA]] and start running, joined immediately by Paul and Erick.</div>

<div class="content">\ You look over your shoulder at the women on the sidewalk. You can only see them when the hazards lights flash red; they seem ok. Luis, dazed, stumbles out of the smoking car, pauses, then starts to run lopsidedly behind you toward the Science and Technology Centre. You don't want to be caught up in a mess when the military police show up, so you [[hightail it out of there|run to SciTechA]]. All five of you flee en masse, and you toss your phone onto the embankment as you run. The last thing you need right now is Kymera on your ass.</div>

<div class="content">\ Hardly stopping to catch your breath, you round the side of the building, and let yourself into the Science and Technology Centre with your key. Being the Minister of Innovation Science and Industry has its perks. Inside, [[a security guard comes running|security guardA]]. He yells, "Stop right where you are! I am armed! Don't move and nobody gets hurt!"</div>

<div class="content">\ The security guard refuses to listen and keeps yelling. He is thrown off by the presence of the four men from the tent city. You suddenly remember your ID badge! [[You flash it|flashA]], and he stops in his tracks long enough for you to explain your presence there.</div>

<div class="content">\ "I am Atro LaFlamme, the Minister of Innovation Science and Industry. I don't normally come here in person. Listen, I know it sounds crazy, but the Prime Minister has asked me to move the ECUs that are being stored here to a safer location. This is an emergency situation. I need to take them to the military base at Whoi Whoi Park for everyone's safety. We don't have much time. Kymera is not far behind us. They just crashed our car. Please, help us. [[We need to go NOW]]!"</div>

<<audio epicaldrums play volume 0.5>>\ <<audio tires play volume 0.5>>\ <<audio bigtruck play volume 0.5>>\ <div class="content">\ With one broken wrist, you jerkily get the car out of the maintenance parking stall. A few metres ahead at the end of the ramp leading out, there is a large metal cargo bay door. With no time to waste, you accelerate into it, smashing through. A chorus of [[muffled shouts]] punctuates the air behind you.</div>

<div class="content">\ You pull over a safe distance away from the Science and Technology Centre. Trent takes over the driving for the remainder of the journey. It feels good to finally have possession of the ECUs, and to be taking them to the military installation where no hooligans can ever get their hands on them! [[Let's get back to Whoi Whoi|back to Whoi WhoiA]], then we can leave this place.</div>

<div class="content">\ It's pre-dawn, and the sky is still dark, with a faint glow in the east. As you pass the inner harbour, you take in the beauty of the ocean. The city is so peaceful at this hour. "We just need to [[sneak the ECUs in while the soldiers are still asleep|deadmanA]]", you explain to Trent. "I don't exactly have clearance." </div>

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<div class="content">\ Trent apologizes again for helping Kymera. "Atro, I'm so sorry. They've taken over the house. What are we going to do now?" he cries. "[[I have an idea]]," you reply. "Let's fly to the cottage on the island. We have more than enough to pay for the trip". After we get this job done, we can go there where it's safe.</div>

<<audio epicaldrums fadeout>>\ <<audio spiritinwoods play volume 0.5>>\ <<audio water play volume 0.5>>\ <div class="content">\ As you plug in the last ECU, you turn back to settle your debt with the men who volunteered to help you. Trent thumps you on the back and you smile. You have done it. This technology will help so many. Just then, the first sparkle of morning sunlight pokes out from below the horizon's edge. You walk with Trent and the others across the pedestrian footbridge that connects the military base and Deadman's Island to the mainland. [[A soldier is running toward you|running soldierA]].</div>

<div class="content">\ You think you're busted, but she flies past you and toward the base. As you enter the tent city, you see a handful of early risers appear from inside their tents. Nuttah and Nadie are sitting with cups of coffee in the early morning glow. You are bone tired having been awake all night. It's time to get some rest. Nadie waves and [[you smile and wave back|wave backA]]. You'll leave in the morning. Your island cabin awaits. It'll be nice to get away for a while.</div>

<<set $Atro to true>><<audio longexplode play>>\ <<audio fire play>>\ <div class="content">\ Just then there is a boom-crack, and a wall of hot air levels the camp. Oh no! the ECUs. You can't hear anything, only a high pitched whine. You try to get up, but something stops you. You look down, and your legs are gone. Your hearing slowly comes back, and you hear the screams. It's all burning. They're all burning. Where Nuttah and Nadie stood, there is only a pile of flesh. "What have I done?" you bellow. <center>You notice there is no skin on your arms, and <h3>[[the screams fade away|endVideo]].</h3></center></div>

<div class="content">\ Paul, Erick, Edwin and Luis are waiting for you outside Nadie's tent. They have already located three Eco-op cars to rent. A larger car was unavailable, and you will have a lot of ECUs to transport. Using these three unassuming white sedans to transport them away from the Science Centre seems like a good compromise. Hand them a [[chocolate bar]] to give them some much-needed energy for the mission ahead.</div>

<div class="content">\ You replay Nadie's words in your mind as you prepare [[to go]]. You're getting a late start to the day, but it doesn't matter since you have your own key to the Science and Technology Centre.</div>

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<<audio sleepycat play volume 0.5>>\ <div class="content">Did you really sleep that long? Pathetic, you think to yourself. Get up. Just get up and [[do something|memoryC]].</div>

<div class="content">You dig around and find something to eat. You've slept in your clothes again after falling asleep swiping through old pictures of you. With Jason. You have trouble recognizing yourself looking so happy. The crows haven't stopped cawing outside. You put on shoes and [[go look|garbageC]].</div>

<div class="content">The garbage you thought was secured last night is spread out everywhere. The crows retreat, but seem to heckle you as you pick up the pieces while cursing them out loud. Just then, you hear the crunch of wheels on gravel as a government issue car pulls into the lot. [[Head inside|insideC]] [[See what they want|evictionC]]</div>

<<audio sleepycat fadeout>>\ <div class="content">You head straight for the trailer, but the two officers are too fast. One orders you to stop and turn as the other cuts in between you and the door to your trailer. The officer [[speaks|evictionC]].</div>

<<audio sleepycat fadeout>>\ <div class="content">"We are here to inform you that this is your third and final notice of eviction. You have until noon tomorrow to vacate the premises." You've tried denial, anger, and bargaining. There's nothing left to say back to them. Still, you give it your best shot: "Eat shit and die," you say. The crows seem to chorus their approval. Ignoring you, One of the men posts a bright yellow eviction notice on the side of the decrepit trailer. They look bored. Weary, almost. They don't look at you or each other as they walk back to their vehicle and pull back out onto the main road. This day is no surprise. Still, it feels like another gut punch to see that notice. [[Go back inside|belongingsC]].</div>

<div class="content">Part of you wants to set fire to the RV just to avoid the indignity of having others see the way you've been living for the past 6 months. <em>This isn't me,</em> you think to yourself.<em> It's just what happened to me. Having a baby together was supposed to bring us closer together. Where did things start to go wrong? I was the last to know, that's for sure. Jason didn't even stay for the funeral. Toren. I named you Toren. [[I've imagined]] so much more of your life in the span of a year than you could have possibly lived. No photos. Just the smell of you in my memory as I held you. That strangely peaceful expression on your face that no one could have captured but me.</em></div>

<div class="content">You pack a few essentials in the pack, thinking about the weight of each item beforehand. Some basic cookware for camping, a few clothes, and the ECUs you have. As you go through the cupboards and drawers, you find a few old photos under a cutlery tray. They are of the landlady and her husband. Young and happy, they're standing on a beach in the sun with the ocean behind them. On the back of the photo is written, "Island life, a.k.a. paradise." You think of friends you lost touch with years ago who were from there. Perhaps this could be a new start? <<linkreplace "Your mind awakens">>Your mind awakens. If you sell the trailer and travel west to the coast, you can find a camper van to take to the islands and live simply until you find somewhere you can live a quiet, simple life. There's nothing here for you anyway. You post an ad for the trailer and make plans, hoping you'll get what you paid for it. [[Get supplies in town|suppliesC]]<</linkreplace>></div>

<div class="content">You scroll your phone to government transit website to find a rural Eco-op that could take you to the train station. Options are limited, but you find something small and affordable and book it. Time to [[walk to town|suppliesC]].</div>

<<audio camp play volume 0.5>>\ <div class="content"><<set $mental to $mental +1>>\ On the way to town, someone messages saying they'll buy the trailer. You'll need to take it by tomorrow morning at 9am, you reply. They say no problem and offer you full asking price. Did I price it too low? [[Enter grocery store|groceriesC]]</div>

<div class="content">The shelves are, unsurprisingly, understocked. Supply chains have been disrupted by economic disputes and raging storms. You find a few basics to last the next three days and [[step outside|hardwareC]].</div>

<div class="content">You cross and enter the hardware store and go to the back. The manager is there. "Can I help you find anything?" You answer, "Yeah. That thing we talked about last time I was here." [["I'll be a minute."]]</div>

<<audio camp fadeout>><div class="content">Later in the evening, you feel excited, tired, and worried all at once. This feels like the right decision, but leaving even this behind seems strange. You pick up an odd item you can't seem to part ways with: an old-fashioned rechargeable radio with a crank. Does anyone even listen to radios anymore? Lying back on the bed, you mindlessly turn the crank until it's fully charged, then turn the power on and search for a broadcast. The first one you find is a [[public radio service|govradio]].</div>

<div class="content"><<audio spiritinwoods play volume 0.5>>\ //Tensions continued to rise in the city today as protesters clashed with military over what they deem hostile takeover and the city is calling necessary measures to create order and stability. Squatters in some cases are being forcibly removed from condemned buildings slated for demolition to make way for higher density dwellings. Meanwhile, crime rates appear to be climbing, mainly due to an increase in petty crimes of theft and, in some cases, mugging. Police say they are overwhelmed, and the city is asking for increased military aid to help contain migrants in temporary dwelling centres.// [[Find another station|darkvoiceC]]</div>

<div class="content">You get drowsy listening as you lie in the dark. //What they want you to believe is that it's all for the greater good. But whose greater good, huh? The elites, protected in their mansions by police and the government they pay to put into power? We've been duped, you and me, and it's time to do something about it. Time to ask ourselves what the truth really is when the only people talking loudest are out for themselves. Listener, stay with me and know that there are those among us who are prepared to fight back against those causing the damage. The digital wars, the climate gone to hell, the migrant crisis and the new pandemic that's months from getting here. Ask yourself who they're out to protect? Then ask yourself, what are you willing to do to protect what's left? Just like a few embers brought close together can ignite into a fire. You don't have to be alone and scared anymore, when you can join the cause and be angry with me. Just ask yourself, do I have the courage and conviction?// [[Your mind drifts...|dreamvisionC]]</div>

<div class="content">It's dark, but there's a sudden burst of bright light from a fire. You move toward the glow and notice the sky growing lighter. At your feet are the charred remains of what must have been a shelter. You see next to a pile of rubble a burnt and blackened object. It's a child's stuffed animal toy. You pick it up to look at it. You look down at at something you can't make out, then [[wake up|departureC]].</div>

<div class="content">Your dream is still with you this morning. And that weird radio show: what was that? You must have fallen asleep listening to it. The guy arrives in a vehicle to tow the trailer. He walks around the trailer once, pays, and while you check the ECUs over, he hitches it up. It's all there. As he pulls away, you take a last look at the small garden you'd grown over the last few months. I'll start another, you think to yourself. It's time. You get your pack and begin what will be your last [[walk to town|eco-opC]].</div>

<div class="content">Your backpack feels heavy, but you walk back to town to find an Eco-op that will get you to the train station in the next town. 50 kilometers will be costly, but you're not crazy enough to hitchhike. you find a small, unassuming car that's available. You add enough ECUs to activate it and get in. "Please state your destination" "Cerberus Train Station" "Cerberus Station. Please add 5 ECUs." //Unbelievable//, you think to yourself. You're tempted to hack the car's operating system and only pay the energy needed to get to the train station. //To think I used to write the code for these things.// In the end, you are resigned: you [[pay and go|driveC]].</div>

<div class="content">As you look out the windows, you can't believe how much damage one winter has done to the highway as the hired car drives west. The drive takes longer as a result. You wonder where the highway crews are as the car dodges potholes and debris. You take out the taser and practice taking the safety off, the way you were shown. What am I getting myself into, you think to yourself. [[Arrive at the station|stationC]]</div>

<<audio protest play volume 0.5>>\<div class="content">Before you even see the station, you see people on the streets who look like they're protesting. Migrants are among them, and arguments are breaking out. Police are standing by, but doing nothing. As the Eco car slows, people turn and stare. It soon comes to a stop behind traffic and people on the street. "How close are we to the station?" you ask. "We are 1700 metres from the destination." "Please take an alternate route." Searching. Please wait. No alternate route available. "How long until we get there?" "I do not know. Please add one additional ECU." [[Add an ECU|crowdC]] [[Get out and walk|walktotrainC]]</div>

<div class="content">The crowd seems to grow more agitated with each minute you spend in the Eco-op. The vehicle hasn't moved, and some people bump up against it. At one point, a small family of migrants attempts to approach the car. Five men stand in their way. "Return my ECU. I'm getting out." You say. "I'm sorry. That is not possible." "We haven't arrived at the destination. I want my ECU back." "I'm sorry. That is not possible." [[Hit the Eco-op's display screen|ecoalarmC]] [[Exit the Eco-op|walktotrainC]]</div>

<div class="content">As you walk toward the station, it becomes clear just how many people are on the street. You hear an alarm go off behind you and turn to look. Three people are at the Eco-op you just exited. You watch for a moment. Two stand outside of it as one inside disappears from view. A few moments later, she emerges with what can only be a handful of ECUs that she quickly pockets. They melt into the crowd before police can even bother to look their way. The crowd of people is in fact a mix of those protesting the government's recent decision to build a compound for migrants in the community. Migrants are there also. Some look scared, while others simply look weary. A few protesters jeer at them as they try to figure out where to go. As tensions rise, you keep making your way toward the station. Were these migrants sent here, or did they choose to come? You make it to the station and [[enter|traincarC]].</div>

<<audio protest fadeout>>\ <div class="content">"Destructive behaviour will not be tolerated. Stop now, or exit." "Tolerate this!" You shout back as you kick the display with the heel of your boot. "You have violated Eco-op policy. This vehicle will notify police and lock down in 60 seconds. Exit now." You kick the screen one last time for good measure, and [[exit with your backpack|walktotrainC]].</div>

<div class="content">You find a pair of seats and put your backpack on the window seat. Sitting in the aisle, you check your tablet for dealerships in the city that may have travel vans. You hope this can all be done by the late afternoon so you can get to a ferry and leave everything else behind. You find a dealership about a kilometer away from a station and decide to [[start there]].</div>

<<audio spiritinwoods fadeout>><div class="content">The bus station on your phone is nowhere to be found. You check again, and realize that you need to make a decision quickly. [[Hail an eco-car|carcallC]] [[Start walking|walktodealerC]]</div>

<<audio deepurban play volume 0.5>> <div class="content">As you walk, you hear several footsteps behind you and the voices of the young men, who are speaking a language you don’t recognize. [[Confront them|confrontboysC]] [[Keep walking|keep goingC]]</div>

<div class="content">You look for an available Eco-op on your phone. The next one is 15 minutes away. [[Walk to the dealership|walktodealerC]]</div>

<div class="content">You tell them to get lost. They look at the taser and laugh as they surround you. One draws a knife, then moves in suddenly. [[Taser him|taserknifeC]]</div>

<div class="content">They are getting closer. You have drawn your taser and you hold it in front of you. You turn and aim. [[Warn them to leave|confrontboysC]] [[Fire the taser|firetaserC]</div>

<div class="content">Your shot drops the man to the ground. The others hesitate as you turn. [[Taser another|taser2C]] [[Run|runawayC]]</div>

<div class="content">The second man falls, but as he does, the two others move in and grab you. They drag you into an alley. You shout for help and fight back A dark shape appears and moves as a blur, striking each man repeatedly with two wooden sticks. They drop you and collapse. You fall to the ground. [[Stay down|staydownC]] [[Get up|getupC]]</div>

<div class="content">They quickly overtake you and you [[shoot one more|taser2C]] of them.</div>

<div class="content">The figure is a woman. She holds the two sticks in one hand and offers her other to help you up. You accept and get on your feet. She hands you back your taser, which somehow she retrieved without you realizing. [[Talk to her|talktoherC]]</div>

<div class="content">You get to your feet and realize you are no longer holding the taser. The person is a woman in a long coat, holding two sticks now in one hand and your taser in the other. [[Talk to her|talktoherC]]</div>

<div class="content">The woman looks at you with curiosity. “Take it, and get it out of sight. We need to leave. Follow me.” [[Follow|followrescuerC]] [[Ask a question|rescuerquestionC]]</div>

<div class="content">"You coming or what?" she asks over her shoulder. You hesitate and look at the guys on the ground who are starting to stir. [[Go back to the train station|nofollowC]] [[Follow her|follow herC]]</div>

<div class="content">You ask, "who are you?" She answers, "follow me and I'll tell you." [[Follow|followrescuerC]]</div>

<div class="content">You turn to go in the opposite direction to get back to the station. You hear sirens and the sound of an approaching drone. Has anyone seen your face? Did someone report this, or was it a surveillance system? This could be really bad. [[Turn back and find the woman|follow herC]]</div>

<div class="content">You look to where you last saw her. There is no one there. You continue down the alley and are nearly to the next street when you hear a voice behind you. "Change your mind?" You turn and she is leaning against the wall, smiling mysteriously. <<linkreplace"“Who are you?”">>“Who are you?” you ask. Let me buy you a coffee and you can ask questions then. <<linkappend "Why should I trust you?">> "How can you trust anyone? Considering I just saved your ass when I could've taken your backpack and whatever's in it and left you with those mopes back there for the stripes to pick up, there are probably people you could trust less. C'mon. I know a place a couple blocks away." [[Go for a coffee|coffeeC]] [[Insist on getting to the car dealership|nocoffeeC]]<</linkappend>><</linkreplace>></div>

<div class="content">She keeps her coat on and stirs sugar into a coffee. The place is a complete dive, but it's comfortable and quiet. "What's your name?" She asks. you stare at her for a moment, not answering as you notice for the first time a small red hourglass tattooed just below her left ear. On the other side of her neck is what looks like a snake with its mouth open. "You've been through some stuff. Tell you what. I'll start. Call me Arachne." "Cloe. I'm Cloe." Well, Cloe, what the hell brings you to this shady part of the city?" You [[pause|pauseC]].</div>

<div class="content">"Thanks," you offer. "I'm not trying to seem ungrateful. I don't even want to be in the city. I'm just here to buy a vehicle so I can be on my way." "There's a lot of attention on that street right now, thanks to that little skirmish. Surveillance picked you up and it's hard to say if you've been identified. Your funeral..." You look at the time and look up the dealership: it's open for another two hours. [[Agree to coffee|coffeeC]]</div>

<div class="content">"Were you following me from the station?" you ask. "Or was it just dumb luck that I got mugged in the same alley you were hanging out in?" "Gutsy and clever. I like you even more. Yeah, I did. You stuck out like a lost tourist and when I saw those mopes tail you I knew what they were up to. This is their circuit. I've seen them pick off a few people near the station. They ride the train looking for low hanging fruit." <<linkreplace "“They were on the train car at the terminus.”">>“They were on the train car at the terminus.” You say, feeling foolish for not trusting your instincts. "And they sure weren't prepared for what you dished out. Where'd you get that thing anyway? Those are police issue only." "From a friend." "Tell you what. You clearly haven't been in the city lately, and I'm sure you don't need people prying into your business. But if you need a safe place to crash, I can set you up. Tomorrow you can buy your van and get out of the city." Look for yourself if you want, but the hotels around here are either way too expensive or way too crowded with dodgy types. Look for yourself." [[Check listings|findhotelC]] [[Agree to stay with Arachne|staywitharachneC]]<</linkreplace>></div>

<div class="content">You scroll through dozens of listings. The ones that look decent are far too expensive, and the affordable places have no vacancy. The four with vacancy have brutally bad reviews. Maybe Arachne's offer isn't so bad? you [[change your mind|staywitharachneC]].</div>

<div class="content">Arachne leads you through a maze of streets and allies. Her speed and agility are incredible. She never seems in a hurry, but moves silently and effortlessly. "Where'd you learn to use those sticks?" you ask. "A friend," she answers, then laughs. "Nah, kidding. I've been doing martial arts since I was a kid. They're called escrima, by the way. Double sticks. You can make them out of anything and they go undetected. Here we are." You stand in front of what looks like a condemned four-storey building next to a shut down transit station. Homeless people shuffle around in front among the garbage strewn about on the sidewalk. It looks as bad as some of the seedy hotels. [[Enter|enterbuildingC]]</div>

<div class="content">Arachne unlocks a door and leads you in. You follow her through a small foyer and into a stairwell. "Elevator's out of order," she says dryly, as she takes the stairs two at a time. You follow and keep pace. At the fourth floor you're out of breath, but you're still right behind her. "Impressive. With a backpack on no less." she says. "C'mon, let's meet a few people." [[Enter suite|fourthfloorC]]</div>

<div class="content">As you enter the hall, you're surprised by what you see: The wide open space looks like a cross between a campaign headquarters, a gym, and a dormitory. Two people are sparring in one corner while a third watches. They stop, look, and nod at Arachne, who nods back. There are four workstations, each with a person interacting on the screens while talking into earpieces. Further along, there's a dining area of sorts next to a kitchen that looks pieced together from industrial grade appliances. Walls have been knocked out and improvised partitions added in. <em>[[What is this place?]]</em> you wonder to yourself.</div>

<<audio deepurban fadeout>>\ <div class="content">A young man with a chef's knife in one hand and a cabbage in the other appears from behind a partition. "Arachne, what have you caught for dinner?" he asks. "Shut up. This is Cloe. She needs a place to stay for the night. What's actually for dinner tonight? Silas jams the knife into the cabbage and extends his hand. "Welcome. I hope you like vegetarian cabbage rolls". <<linkreplace"“Sounds better than what I had planned on”">>"Sounds better than what I had planned on," you answer. "I'll show you where you're sleeping. You can leave your pack there and get a tour." Arachne says with a nod. She shows you a small room with a mat on the floor and a chair and desk in a corner. "Don't worry, no one's going to touch your belongings." [[Keep Pack On|keeppackonC]] [[Put the pack in the room|take packoffC]]<</linkreplace>></div>

<<set $social to $social -1>>\ <div class="content">“I’ll just keep it on for now,” you answer. Arachne takes silent note of your suspicion. “Suit yourself,” she answers with indifference. [[To the roof|rooftopchatC]]</div>

<<set $social to +1>>\ <div class="content">It's a relief to take off the pack. You follow Arachne the rest of the way through the building, then up a narrow staircase [[to the roof|rooftopchatC]].</div>

<<audio camp play volume 0.5>>\ <div class="content">On the roof there are rain barrels, garden boxes, and a greenhouse. You notice an improvised wiring system before taking in the view of the city. “This place has really fallen apart, but it’s still beautiful.” Arachne says. “The government has pitted people against each other and made us all dependent on ECU’s when, for all we know, the old hydro stations still have plenty of power for us all.” “What are you talking about?” you ask. [[Arachne explains|thegridC]]</div>

<div class="content">“The grid. It’s how people are kept compliant. When oil ended and the currency destabilized, The government realized they could have it both ways by limiting energy consumption domestically and capitalizing on international demand. All it took was bad weather or war. No shortage of either, now. Migrants come flooding in from places people used to dream about living in. Nothing there now but dust and fire.” Arachne looks at you and asks what you plan to do. You shrug and describe the place you think you’ll start over in. She asks what you’ve left behind. You haven’t really talked about this to anyone. [[Tell your story|tellyourstoryC]] [[Offer an evasive answer|tellnostoryC]]</div>

<div class="content">Arachne nods, understanding. She cuts some dill from the garden and hands it to you. You return downstairs. You give the dill to Silas and follow Arachne to the sparring mat. She asks if you’d like to learn some basics. [[Say you’d prefer to watch|justwatchC]] [[Agree to learn|learnescrimaC]]</div>

<div class="content">Arachne says nothing. She cuts some dill from the garden and hands it to you. You return downstairs. You give the dill to Silas and follow Arachne to the sparring mat. She asks if you’d like to learn some basics. [[Say you’d prefer to watch|justwatchC]] [[Agree to learn|learnescrimaC]]</div>

<div class="content">You could use a few skills. C'mon. I'm not going to hurt you. [[Agree to learn|learnescrimaC]]</div>

<div class="content">Arachne removes her jacket and sweater. You see the rest of the tattoo as she turns to get something. The snake is the tail of a creature with a lion and goat head. You stare. "[[Let's begin|practicesticksC]]"</div>

<div class="content">“It’s a mythical creature, in case you’re wondering,” she offers. “It’s also what we call ourselves: Kymera. Our work is never really done around here. Take these.” She throws you a pair of escrima, then demonstrates. You try, and the movements are awkward at first. Over the next hour, you begin to get the idea. Arachne is [[impressed|dinnerinviteC]].</div>

<div class="content">"You sure you've never done this before?" she asks. You mention some self-defence you learned as a kid. Arachne then invites you to join her and the others for dinner. [[Say yes|dinnertalkC]] [[Eat on your own|eataloneC]]</div>

<<set $social to $social +1>><<set $physical to $physical +1>><div class="content">Over dinner, others ask about your plans, and what you’ve seen outside of town. You explain a little, then describe the camper van you want to purchase. Someone says they’ve seen one like that for sale. They flip to the dealer’s image bank and search for it. The van looks perfect. It’s what you’ve been searching for. You can’t believe it’s this easy. [[Check the price|vanpriceC]]</div>

<div class="content">Silas pretends to act offended at your rejection of his meal. Everyone laughs and encourages you to join them. [[Say yes|dinnertalkC]]</div>

<div class="content">You look at the price, and your heart drops. It’s double the ECUs you have. You wouldn’t be able to power it, let alone pay to get across to the islands with it. You learn that migrants have driven the demand up as people get increasingly [[desperate|needmoneyC]].</div>

<div class="content">Arachne leans forward and says casually, “sounds like you could use a job. We might be able to offer you one. Interested?” [[Find out more|vantalkC]] [[Say no to the offer|novantalkC]]</div>

<div class="content">"What kind of work do you mean?" you ask. The kind of work that'll get your [[adrenaline|pharmacyjobC]] going, she answers.</div>

<div class="content">You decline the offer and consider your options. You sit a while in your room and think about how much you have lost. How Arachne and the others have been so generous. You change your mind and [[go talk to Arachne|pharmacyjobC]]</div>

<div class="content">The job is to rob a government-run pharmacy for some meds you’re not familiar with. Arachne explains how, as a group, they take from the government and sell them on the black market. In this case, some of the meds will be re-sold and some will be distributed to those in need. You share their distrust of the government, and you feel comfortable around these people. This is the first time you’ve ever done anything like this. [[Agree to take part|quest3pharmacyC]] [[Stall for time to think on it|stallfortimeC]]</div>

<div class="content">You are to set a diversion using a single ECU that’s been designed to short out and create a controlled explosion that will blow the windows out of the pharmacy. The alarm and sprinklers will activate, compromising the surveillance system and giving you two minutes to locate the medications in the back of the pharmacy. There’s a back door you can use to get away before military show up. You’ll change clothes as you leave to make you harder to identify. Arachne introduces you to [[Bhuvana|meetbhuvanaC]].</div>

<div class="content">You say you're not sure about this and ask if you can sleep on it. Arachne shakes her head and says the timing is perfect for tomorrow, but there's a lot of planning that has to happen tonight. You hesitate, then agree to [[take part|quest3pharmacyC]].</div>

<div class="content">According to Arachne, Bhuvana is a prodigy when it comes to electronics and digital interfaces. Small and mischievous-looking, she could pass for a 16 year-old. It doesn't take long to see just how skilled she is. You reveal your own knowledge and skills in electronics and surprise Bhuvana with a few tips on how to make the detonation sequence more reliable. You spend the next two hours going over the plan again and again with her. You practice arming the ECUs until it feels like second nature. You have reloaded your taser and will have it as a backup. Satisfied, you and Bhuvana smile at each other and she says, "[[Cuppa tea|teaconversationC]]?"</div>

<<audio camp fadeout>>\ <div class="content">Later that night, you sit with the others, drinking tea and listening to the dozen or so people tell stories about their lives before they joined Kymera. You are struck by how similar their experiences are to your own. Relationships that fell apart, lost jobs, chemical dependencies. This is somehow what you’ve been missing, but you just didn’t realize it. You've opened up about your past, and you feel accepted. "Let's let our guest get some sleep already!" Everyone gets up at once and leaves for their [[sleeping quarters.|getsleepC]]</div>

<<audio spiritinwoods play volume 0.5>>\ <div class="content">It’s late, and you are exhausted. You say goodnight and try to sleep. You’re restless, not only about tomorrow, but what the future holds for you. As you drift off, you have a dream like the one the night before. The stuffed animal, a dog, has blue eyes. You think of Toren's eyes. You want to reach down and look under the sheet beside it, but you are afraid. Grief overwhelms you, then you [[wake up|pharmacymorningC]].</div>

<div class="content">You try not to think about the dream. Instead, you go through everything one more time with Arachne and Bhuvana. You've put on a dark blue toque and a long coat. Your satchel has the three ECUs you’ll need to arm and plant, and your phone is set up with a detonation sequence and a timer. As you wait, you take in a mural on the wall that's beautiful and captivating. The two women in it make you wonder who you really are, and who you could be. Arachne stands with you at the corner. She tells you to go. [[Hesitate and seek reassurance|arachnepeptalkC]] [[Cross the street and walk to the pharmacy|enterpharmacyC]]</div>

<div class="content">"No one gets hurt, right?" you ask Arachne. She studies your face for a moment. "You remind me of myself so much," she answers. "This will startle onlookers and shoppers, but we've tested this out before. It's going to be okay. You've got this. Go!" [[Walk into the pharmacy.|enterpharmacyC]]</div>

<div class="content">You walk to the entrance, trying to act as casually as possible. Toothpaste, vitamins, and some candy, you think to yourself. That’s all you’re here for. You enter and take a basket and [[browse.|browsingC]]</div>

<div class="content">You look for toothpaste first. There are two kinds: children’s and regular. You pause for a moment and think about what it would have meant to have brushed your son’s teeth for the first time. [[Put the toothpaste in your basket|toothpasteC]] [[Arm the first ECU|armECU1C]]</div>

<div class="content">//What's happening to me?// You are puzzled by this wave of grief: how could it be happening right now? You fight back tears and put the toothpaste back. Taking a few deep breaths, you reach into the satchel and [[arm the ECU.|armECU1C]]</div>

<div class="content">You go to the first location, where there is an assortment of medical braces on display. Casually, you browse and pick up a wrist brace. You place the ECU under it as you return it. You reach into your bag and arm the second ECU. As you walk, you sense you are being watched. You look out the window to see a soldier peering in. You make momentary eye contact. Did she see you setting the ECU? Could she identify you? What should you do? [[Retreat down an aisle|aisleECU2C]] [[Keep going|armECU2C]]</div>

<div class="content">You walk past baby products, immediately regretting your decision. You can't look at the shelves, and you [[arm the second ECU|armECU2C]] as you get to the end of the aisle and go up the next one.</div>

<div class="content">You keep browsing and don't look to the window again. Reaching into the satchel, you arm the second ECU and tuck it up your sleeve. You stop at a candy section and browse for a moment. You casually take a chocolate bar and place the second ECU under the others. You'll need to move quickly now. You [[go to the third location.|plantECU3C]]</div>

<div class="content">The third ECU is the easiest. After arming it, you put it behind a row of protein supplements on display near the entrance, then head toward the back of the pharmacy. Your heart is pounding. You can't believe you're about to do this. As you reach the end of the aisle, you take your phone out and enter the [[detonation sequence.|pharmacyexplosionC]]</div>

<<audio medexplode play>>\ <<audio glassbreak play>>\ <<audio fire play>>\ <<audio alarm play volume 0.2>>\ <<set $physical to $physical -2>>\ <div class="content"><h3>The sound is deafening.</h3> You instinctively crouch down and cover your head. People are screaming and trying to make their way out of the store. Smoke fills the pharmacy, the fire alarm is blaring and the sprinklers are now on. The cold spray brings you around. You start your 2-minute timer and [[leap over the back counter.|getmedsC]]</div>

<div class="content">You need a light to see. There are so many different medications, you’re trying to keep the names of opioids, antibiotics, and stimulants straight. [[Grab more of the drugs|moremedsC]] [[Leave now|findexitC]]</div>

<div class="content">You find the rest of the meds on the list and fill the satchel, which is now full. You check the timer: 55 seconds You need to [[get out now.|findexitC]]</div>

<div class="content">You look for the exit door at the back. It's not there! Panicked, you try to process what you are seeing. The only door leads to a utility room. You leap back over the counter, searching from one end of the store to the other. It’s hard to see or breathe. [[Check the back again|utilityladderC]] [[Go to the front of the store|nowayoutC]]</div>

<div class="content">You go back over the counter and enter the utility room. There has to be a way out. You take your light out and search. Behind a set of boxes you notice a ladder mounted to the wall. At the top is a trap door. You shove the boxes out of the way and [[climb the ladder|rooftopC]].</div>

<div class="content">Your eyes water and you cough with every breath as you approach the front of the store. You see through the smoke a crowd of people gathered and watching. You realize you have to go back to [[find another way out|utilityladderC]].</div>

<<audio fire fadeout>>\ <<audio alarm fadeout>>\ <<audio spiritinwoods fadeout>>\ <div class="content">The door is latched, but not locked. With a shove, you open it and daylight pours in. Smoke is still billowing out the storefront, offering some concealment. You crawl to the edge and look around. You glance at the mural of the two women. What have I done? you wonder. Your timer sounds. You have to go now. you discover two options: [[Run and jump to the next building|jumpbuildingC]] [[Climb down drainpipe|drainpipeC]]</div>

<div class="content">You get on your feet and run to the next building. You make your way along the rooftops to the end of the block until you find a fire escape ladder. You hear sirens in the distance. You get on the fire escape. The ladder is old and rusted. As you descend, your bag gets caught. You struggle to pull it free, only to have it tear. The contents scatter onto the alley below. You land hard on your feet, put a few unbroken bottles into your pockets, and [[run for the rendezvous.|rendezvousC]]</div>

<div class="content">This feels like a bad idea. for a moment you think of Arachne, then think stupidly about the song you learned as a kid: "Itsy bitsy spider went up the water spout..." The bag catches as you scramble down and the contents scatter onto the alley below. You land hard on your feet, look at the pill bottles momentarily, and [[run for the rendezvous|rendezvousC]] with the few you can salvage and pocket.</div>

<<audio camp play volume 0.5>>\ <div class="content">You discard your coat and toque, and try to slow your breathing down. You have no idea what you look like, but you keep walking until you arrive at the rendezvous. Bhuvana sees you first and looks perplexed. “Where’s the stuff?” she asks. You [[answer without restraint.|badplanC]]</div>

<div class="content">“Oh, sorry. I must have forgotten it at the back exit that wasn't in fact there at all!” you snap back. “I could have been caught! What the hell kind of plan was that?” Arachne appears suddenly. She’s smiling. “Some show. Those made a way bigger pop than I expected. Bhu, what’d you guys do to those ECUs to make them light up so huge? You are furious. [[Walk away|walkawayC]] [[Demand an explanation|testofresolveC]]</div>

<div class="content">Arachne calls out to you: "That was totally unfair of me. I'm sorry. Just come back and hear me out." You stop, then turn as she and Bhuvana catch up to you. "I'm listening," you reply bitterly. Arachne [[looks straight at you.|testofresolveC]]</div>

<div class="content">Arachne speaks reassuringly. "Okay, look. That was my fault. I should have checked the place out myself instead of relying on mopes to do the work for me. But you did great. Consider it an accidental test of resolve. Escaping onto the roof was brilliant. Did you lose all the meds?" You produce the only bottles you managed to salvaged and [[demand payment.|demand payment]] "I’ll pay you what this is worth, but first, hear me out: we’ve stumbled onto something much bigger and better. This could be huge. There’s a rich bureaucrat we’ve got wind of who’s moving a massive stash of ECUs. If we can figure this out, you’ll be set. You can buy whatever place you want on the islands." "Bullshit, you say. I’m done here." “Bhuvana, show her.” Bhuvana brings out a tablet and shows you a [[photo|hostagephotoC]] of a roughed up-looking man in business attire.</div>

<div class="content">“Who the hell is that?” "So glad you asked, darling. He’s Trent, the assistant to one Atro LaFlamme, energy entrepreneur and government bureaucrat all rolled into one. Trent just told one of our sister cells some rather fascinating gossip about what Atro is up to: turns out they have some cold feet and are looking to relocate a stash of ECUs to a safe place. Trent was kind enough to let me do this:” Bhuvana swipes her screen and displays a map with a blue marker on it. “That’s Atro, or their phone, at least. I can’t imagine the two being parted for long. We know exactly where they are.” Why don’t we come back home, get some rest, and talk about our next steps?” offered Arachne. [[Consent|quest4carhackC]] [[Demand more answers|arachnetalksyoudownC]]</div>

<<set $physical to $physical +1>>\ <<set $mental to $mental +1>>\ <div class="content">You've rested, eaten, and had a chance to calm yourself. Now, among several others, you listen as Arachne leads a meeting. “Our fellow activists have gained valuable information from our hostage on Atro LaFlamme’s plans to move a substantial number of ECUs from one secure location to another. They plan to arrive at the pick-up spot, the Science & Technology Centre, late this evening. We believe there may be up to three Eco-op vehicles involved in this operation. We'll need to find a way to stop them without drawing too much attention.” [[Offer an idea|carhackideaC]]</div>

<div class="content">"Just what is this thing actually about?" You ask. "Because from my vantage point, you scooped me up and made me the dupe in an easy drug heist that went sideways. Why shouldn't I see this for what it is: you're just using me. I was completely expendable to you back there." You glare as you wait for Arachne to [[respond.|deservinganswersC]]</div>

<div class="content">"You deserve answers, and that was no easy thing you went through," Arachne offers. "But this is part of the bigger set of risks we all have taken and continue to take. We never would have left you behind. We had people watching the entire time. You're as tough as anyone I've met, and there's so much potential in you that has been overlooked. That was a big deal, what you went through. Let's get back and take a breather. You were truly amazing." You decide you need to collect your thoughts and you agree to return with [[Arachne and Bhuvana|quest4carhackC]].</div>

<div class="content">“Why not hack the AI system with Bhuvana’s help so we can temporarily override its navigational algorithm and get it to come right to us?" you ask. Everyone stares at you. Arachne looks at Bhuvana: "What do you think, Bhu?" Bhuvana shrugs, replying that she's heard of doing this, but hasn't done it before. <<linkreplace "“Cloe, you can really do that?”">>“Cloe, you can really do that?” You explain how, when you worked in automotive coding, you had been part of a team trying to resolve a glitch in Eco-ops' programming that made it possible to override its navigational system. Essentially, it was possible to make the car go where you wanted it to. "Also, it's possible to use the car's own internal communication system to speak directly to its passengers. We put Atro exactly where we want and deliver our terms." "If Bhu’s patches in a direct line to Atro’s phone, we can arrange a simple swap. Once we have Atro, we go in and take what we want, nice and quiet. We’ll take Atro for a little tour until we’ve stowed everything away. This could be huge. [[Any questions?|hostagetreatmentC]]”<</linkreplace>></div>

<div class="content">You are uneasy about what Arachne has in mind for the hostage, Trent, and Atro LaFlamme. “So you hold Trent until LaFlamme hands over the ECUs, then you take both of them? What are you going to do with them? I mean, this person's a big deal: won't there be authorities all over this when they go free? I'm not doing this if people are going to end up dead. Even scum like LaFlamme. [[I need to know. Now.|nodeathsC]]"</div>

<div class="content">The others look to Arachne, who nods and replies. "Nothing lethal, at any point, will happen. We'll keep our identities concealed through the whole operation You can use your taser to neutralize anyone who gets too rowdy. Otherwise, we'll keep it to a few bumps and bruises. We don't operate that way." <<linkreplace "You believe Arachne.">>You believe Arachne. As you look around the room, you remind yourself that these people want the same things as you. That this is bigger than just looking out for yourself. For a moment, you forget the reason you agreed to this in the first place, and you wonder if you'll go through with moving to the islands, or staying here and finding purpose. It's time to [[prepare|carhackprepworkC]].<</linkreplace>></div>

<div class="content">You stay up through the night working with Bhuvana on setting up the system. You become admirers of each other's work as you discuss and troubleshoot the technical setup of tracking, coding, and communication with the Eco-op. As you work, you wonder if you should ask Bhuvana about her [[past|bhuvanapast]], or keep to yourself. Tired but exhilarated, you plan to [[test it out in the morning|carhacktestrunC]].</div>

<div class="content"><<set $social to $social +1>>\ Bhuvana tells you how she basically raised herself after getting put into foster care. "As if you could call it care," she laughs. "Most of the time they put us up in shitty motels with the sex workers and junkies. I ended up in a gang when I was 12. Lots of cybercrime stuff that required brains I didn't even know I had. I was about to get arrested when Arachne found me. Closest thing to a mother I ever had." "And the cause?" you ask. "Is that when you got interested in joining Kymera?" "I guess so. I mean, what else was I going to do? The gang was already falling apart. Besides, who'd want to hire someone like me? I have purpose here. And now my purpose is to [[figure out this hack|carhacktestrunC]]."</div>

<div class="content">Silas is in a silver co-op car 6 blocks away. You connect to his phone and through it, reprogram the destination. When you activate it, Silas messages you: “Damn, it’s working!” On the SatMap Bhuvana confirms that the car is going up the side street you’d set it for. Arachne tests the communications override: "Silas, go make me a sandwich." You hear Silas reply, "How about you kiss my ass first?" [[Everyone laughs|carstoppingC]].</div>

<div class="content">Bringing the car to a stop proves more challenging, but you manage it. When you point this out to Arachne, she waves a hand. “Close enough for our purposes. This is amazing. I can't believe You learned to do all of this! I'm impressed, Cloe. Let's head in for now and [[take a break|breakandchatC]]. You've all more than earned it."</div>

<<audio camp fadeout>>\ <div class="content">Bhuvana, Silas and you sit at a table together. Silas looks at you directly and asks, "Are you for real gonna just up and leave tomorrow when this is all done?" You shrug and smile. Bhuvana says, "Yeah, for real you got scary code skills. I thought I had everyone beat on messing with software, but that's next level what you did. You gotta stay with us so I'm not broken-hearted and stuck with muttonhead here" She tousles Silas' mop of hair playfully as he smacks her hand away. "Not the hair. That's sacred ground even to you little, BhuBhu" you all laugh. You yawn and stretch, then find your way to a [[long overdue sleep|dream3C]].</div>

<<audio spiritinwoods play volume 0.5>>\ <div class="content">You are standing on water as fire burns ahead of you. In the light and shadow, you see a child ahead standing on the shore. You walk forward, but with every step you start to sink. Frantic. you keep going until your head goes under and your feet touch the bottom You struggle upward and search the shore for the child, but it's no longer there. Where the child stood is the scorched stuffed animal you've seen before: the dog with bright blue eyes. You reach down to [[pick it up|eveningwakeupC]].</div>

<div class="content">You open your eyes to Bhuvana shaking you awake with her mischievous grin that you find so contagious. "It's showtime girlfriend." she says. As you shake off the sleep you just had, you try and make sense of the dream. But there's no time to waste. You and Bhuvana gather supplies and descend the staircase and exit onto the [[darkened street|parkadeC]].</div>

<<audio spiritinwoods fadeout>><<audio deepurban play volume 0.5>><div class="content">You and Bhuvana set up in an old parkade where you’ll have a more reliable signal. You won’t be able to see the car until it pulls into the parking area, at which point Arachne and the others will power it down and take the passengers out. Everyone does a quick test of their earpiece communication. You notice the Eco-op signal isn’t as good as expected. Still, the plan is in place. A young woman from the migrant camps is the spotter on the southbound road messaging updates. You know her only as Scout. She messages every few minutes. Bhuvana relays that the car is now eastbound on Pacific and 1500 metres from intercept, travelling 50km/h. [[begin hack|hackstartC]]</div>

<div class="content">You've tapped into each of the cars' internal communications, and give Arachne the go ahead to speak. She begins: "We know who you are. And we know where you are going. We are watching your every move, every turn. As we speak, you are traveling approaching National on Quebec Street." you [[begin the override sequence|overridecarC]].</div>

<div class="content">A voice shouts back urgently: "What do you want?" "We've got a bite," Bhuvana says softly. You hear Arachne [[answer|arachnegivestermsC]].</div>

<div class="content">"We have Trent. We want the ECUs you have stowed away in the Science & Technology Centre." There is silence. "Would you like to hear from him?" Arachne adds. A [[voice comes on|TrentspeaksC]].</div>

<div class="content">Trent coughs, then says, "Atro. " There is a gasp from the car. Trent gushes an apology. and follows it by saying what he's revealed to Kymera: Atro's home security code, the phone trace. Arachne cuts him off. We'll see you soon at Science World. Don't go trying to be a hero, understood?" Atro [[agrees|carlosescontrolC]].</div>

<div class="content">Atro's voice can be heard. "We'll do whatever you want. I just don't want anyone to get hurt, okay? We can talk in the parking lot, out in the open." you hear from a spotter on the road that three white Eco-ops have just passed their position and are going South. You search for a view of the cars and spot the lights of the first one. Just then, it starts to swerve wildly left and right. You check your screen, but you can't make sense of it. Bhuvana starts shouting, "What's happening? Why is it doing that? The car screeches to a stop as the other two swerve around it, then goes into reverse. You hear the crash of it [[striking a lamp post]].</div>

<<audio carcrash play>>\ <div class="content">Arachne speaks next. "What just happened? I thought we had that car under control!" You think frantically for a minute, then answer, "It's Atro. They must have done something to override the car. Atro would have that kind of access. We need to move fast." "Stop the other two cars and get to the crashed one. Our spotter isn't responding anymore." You execute a shutdown on the other two vehicles, then you and Bhuvana pack your equipment and run toward [[the crash|emptycarcrashC]].</div>

<div class="content">As you both hurry toward the car, Arachne tells you to search it quickly, then go South to the other two vehicles. As you approach, you draw your taser. The car’s airbags have been deployed. There is no one in sight, and you wonder if Atro knew something was up. Where could they have gone? Bhuvana quickly searches the car. It's empty. She deactivates its distress signal, and you both head toward the [[Science and Technology Centre|scitechC]].</div>

<div class="content">You find Arachne and many others gathered at the North side of the building's parking lot. Two are holding onto a disheveled-looking man in a suit. You realize it's Trent. At the South end is a group of migrants. "What are they doing here?" you ask. <<linkreplace "Arachne doesn't answer.">>Arachne doesn't answer. Instead, she asks if anyone has spotted Atro yet. There is no new information. Bhuvana asks, "What about the train station?" Arachne, irritated, snaps back, "Already on it. Where did they go? All three cars were empty when we got to them." "What now?" you ask yourself. Arachne answers, "[[We wait with the bait|waitbaitC]]".<</linkreplace>></div>

<<audio tires play volume 0.5>>\ <<audio bigtruck play volume 0.5>>\ <div class="content">Several minutes pass, and everyone except for Arachne is becoming visibly agitated. You look at Trent and wonder if he was tortured. You consider if someone like Atro Laflamme would think of people as truly expendable. As you check the time and look around, There's a squealing sound that makes everyone [[turn and look|breakoutC]].</div>

<div class="content">A cargo truck swerving madly out of a cargo bay door accelerates directly toward where you and the others are standing. Everyone scatters as you hear a voice shout, "Get in!" You draw your taser, but it's too late: Trent, free of his captors, gets into the truck as it takes off over the sidewalk and onto the street before speeding away. You look around wildly to see the others doing the same. The migrants to the South have taken off. Arachne doesn't miss a beat. "[[Fall back. Now|timeforplanbC]]."</div>

<div class="content">You and Bhuvana discuss what must have happened over a cup of tea. Arachne is talking quietly on the phone with someone in the next room. You decide the only explanation is that the driver realized what was happening and overrode the system to make the car crash. Arachne comes in. The look on her face is hard to interpret: smug? Irritated? “Looks like it’s time for [[plan B|ECUstashC]].” she says.</div>

<div class="content">Bhuvana looks at her. “They’re gone. We can’t track them anymore. The phone’s location is inactive That whole thing must’ve been a decoy. LaFlamme was one step ahead of us.” “For the moment. But I happen to know where dear Atro went to with their stash.” “What now?” you ask. “Rob them at gunpoint?” “Too messy. I quite liked the drugstore diversion. I’m thinking we’ll do a bigger version of that.” This makes you uneasy. [[Ask Arachne where she's getting her information|arachnesourceC]] [[Tell her your opinion|telloffarachneC]]</div>

<div class="content">"Where is this information coming from?" you ask. "Can't tell you that," Arachne answers. "You gotta trust me on this one." "People have been trusting you on a lot of stuff that's not gone according to plan." you answer back. Arachne's eyes flash for a brief moment at this challenge to her authority. She softens. "You're right. Trust is hard. I won't ask this of you, Cloe. Sit this one out. We'll get you on your way tomorrow after we sort this out. Bhu, join me in the next room?" Stunned by this response, you [[stand up|backpedalC]].</div>

<div class="content">"Are you kidding? They got away and we got left with nothing. How do we know Atro hasn't gone to the police or the higher-ups about this already? It's over!" Arachne waits a long moment before responding. "Is that how it works for you? Give up, run and hide because things don't go your way? I expected more of you than that, Cloe. Tell you what: if that's how you see all of this, no problem. It can be over if that's [[all you can handle|backpedalC]]."</div>

<div class="content"><<set $mental to $mental -1>>\ You back down a bit: "I'm trying to understand how you think it's a good idea to keep pursuing this when, as far as I can tell, it's a lost cause." "It's exactly the kind of thing that keeps Kymera going. You can be part of it, or you can leave. Just don't waste our time trying to make up your mind." "I'm staying," you answer. "Good girl", Arachne says with a grin. Here's [[what we're going to do|circuitbreakingC]].</div>

<<audio deepurban fadeout>>\ <div class="content">“Bhu, you figured out how to hack the grid, right? We need to short out a few circuits.” Bhuvana answers: “Sure, we tested it last week. But it’s risky. As soon as the system picks up on what we’re doing, it identifies the glitch and searches for the source.” “We only need a minute. Long enough to blow a few ECUs.” You remember how Jason used to tinker with ECUs. Hadn’t he said the more connections the [[less stability|instabilityC]]?</div>

<div class="content">“I’m not killing anyone,” you say. “Darling, no one’s asking you to hurt a single person,” Arachne answers. [[Prepare for the hack|hackcircuitgridC]]</div>

<<audio epicaldrums play volume 0.5>>\ <<set $mental to +1>>\ <div class="content">Arachne frowns as she looks over the map. “My source tells me the ECUs are stored on this base and in the migrant camp itself. But how do we get anywhere close?” You study the map. The answer presents itself. “By boat,” you answer. “Break in and steal a boat that you can get away on. It’ll hold plenty. The ECUs are held in two locations. We bring them to the bay just West of the 9 o’clock gun, and get out as fast as we can load. In three hours the plan is ready. A soldier on the inside will rendezvous to assist. Everyone agrees on early morning for the heist, when the ECUs are [[fully charged|quest6C]].</div>

<<audio water play volume 0.5>>\ <div class="content">Kymera has two teams advancing from the East toward the Migrant Camp, and you are part of a third team approaching quietly on the water in an open-top boat. Bhuvana and Arachne are onboard. The pre-dawn light can be seen to the east from the water. [[Check in with Bhuvana]]</div>

<div class="content">“I’m just about there. I’ll override the line in and it’ll blow the actively charging ECUs.” [[Ask Arachne about the size of explosion|howbigabombC]]</div>

<div class="content">“I was told there’d be fewer than 20 plugged in. Most of the charging is daytime solar-based.” Arachne gives the order: [[Light it up|baracksexplodeC]].</div>

<<audio longexplode play>>\ <<audio fire play>>\ <div class="content">An explosion unlike anything you’ve ever seen before erupts from the base. This isn’t how we planned it. [[Secondary explosions go off|campexplodesC]]: munitions? Bhuvana looks terrified, and Arachne is speechless. The screams of soldiers can be heard and their silhouettes seen as they stumble toward the water, but hang from the perimeter fence.</div>

<<audio medexplode play>>\ <div class="content">To the north, a chain reaction of dozens of explosions create fire and smoke. “Get us out of here, now” Arachne commands. Bhuvana is too stunned to move. “This wasn’t supposed to happen. They must’ve connected ECUs to the grid somehow, but why...?” She trails off. <<linkreplace "You understand now.">>You understand now. There were more ECUs charging than expected, which set off a chain reaction. The camp must’ve had hundreds on trickle charges through the night. [[Confront Arachne|arachnetruemotivesC]]<</linkreplace>></div>

<<audio fire fadeout>>\ <<audio epicaldrums fadeout>>\ <div class="content">“Did you know about the camp charging ECUs off the grid?” Arachne won't look you in the eye as she answers. “We just need to go. We’ll talk later.” Bhuvana attempts to go to the wheel. [[Draw your taser]]</div>

<<audio spiritinwoods play volume 0.5>>\ <<set $mental to +1>>\ <div class="content">“How many people were in that camp, huh? How many soldiers on that base? You don’t get to just turn your back on this.” “We can’t change any of that. There’s no point waiting around to get caught.” Arachne draws her [[escrima|oneshotC]].</div>

<div class="content">“You can’t take both of us out, Cloe. It’s me or Bhu. This isn’t how any of us wanted it to be. Put the taser down. We’ll work this out.” “This is all bullshit, isn’t it?” You say. “You look after yourself, no matter who gets hurt.” [[“You don’t understand, You don’t get it.”]]</div>

<<set $Cloe to true>><<audio spiritinwoods fadeoverto 15 0>>\ <<audio medexplode play>>\ <<audio water fadeout>>\ <div class="content">\ <center><h3>[[The boat explodes|endVideo]]</h3> as Arachne lunges forward and Bhuvana crouches down.</center> You're thrown free and you land in the water. Gasping, your arms and legs don't seem to work. You look to the shore and think, it's not that far. You can make it. Toren's there. He needs you. You feel the water's cold embrace as you sink down and wait for your feet to find the bottom.</div>

<div class="content">\ "What's the holdup?" Higgins demands. [["Just gimme a minute, okay?"|the footbridge1]] [["Coming."|the footbridge2]]</div>

<div class="content">\ Nadie responds “My granddaughter, my heart, Nuttah. We were brought here together six months ago, but she would never stay put that girl. Always disappearing, but she used to come back, until about a month ago. I haven’t seen her. I’m worried about her. She’s out there in that gawdfersaken city I know it. Astum I tell her, but she’s young and needs her freedom. But I need her…” [[“…”|Nadie3][$social to $social -1]] [[“where do you think she might be?”|Nadie3][$social to $social +1]]</div>

<div class="content">\ Anand takes some photos with her watch. Wary of the foreign object, you [[reach out to remove it.|remove]]</div>

<div class="content">But you hadn’t anticipated a two-storey high painting like this. You have to take a few steps back to see the whole image. The thunderbird looks back at you from this intentional blend of cultures. There’s a symmetry to the ceremonial blanket that connects you to the prairies of your past and this city that is your present and future. Their resolve reaches to your core. <<set $physical +1>><<set $mental +1>> <<if ($hasBackpack is true) and ($pharmacy is true)>> Anand speaks: <<linkreplace "“It’s us.”">> “It’s us.” A disturbance in the alley [[pulls your attention away|Follow Nuttah]] from the mural.<</linkreplace>> <<else>> Anand speaks: <<linkreplace "“It’s us.”">> “It’s us.” A disturbance across the street [[pulls your attention away|Rx Pharmacy]] from the mural.<</linkreplace>><</if>></div>

<div class="content"><<if $haveBackpack is true>>\ “Want another bag like that?” she asks [[“What? Who are you?”]] <<else>>“Quite the little savior, aren’t you?” [[“Who wants to know?”]]<</if>></div>

<div class="content">Salish and Cree histories weave through both of your minds, coming together in this moment. Connected. You tell her of Ochek and the power of the sun to bring life back to Earth. She talks of Orca and our need for freedom and independence. All these things flow, entangled, from the mural.       “How could we have let it get this bad?” Nuttah asks.       [[“Uprooted.”|Quest 5]] You answer.</div>

<div class="content">“Anything seemed better than that concentration camp,” she muses. “And Arachne promised a real solution. I didn’t think it would actually do anyone harm though. I just wanted to support Nadie.” Looking at her feet, she confesses, “I let her down.” As Nuttah talks you stare at the tattoo on her neck, a snake peaking out of her shirt. You’ve seen a tattoo like that before. <blockquote>[[“Who’s Arachne?”|Arachne2]] [[“Tell me about your tattoo.”|tattoo]]</blockquote></div>

<div class="content">“Those in [[power]] don't always know what power means.” Nuttah shifts her gaze from the mural to look at you.</div>

<div class="content">"My dad used to say that. He was always Quoting this old radio show, Joe from Winnipeg. He said that we had to take care of our past and our future. That “even though the world’s changed and is changin’, I believe we can either let it change as it wants to, or make it change the way we want it to, eh. For the better. Meegwech.” He would say. [[Meegwech.]] <em>How come it has taken so long to understand what he meant?</em></div>

<div class="content">\ Still angry at yourself for so blindly collecting all these people against their will and accepting that woman’s rhetoric, you rush to find [[Nadie]], to make sure she’s safe and to connect her with Nuttah. They need each other. </div>

<div class="content">\ <<audio epicaldrums fadeout>>\ <<audio water play volume 0.5>>\ The electric whine of a power boat on the water reminds you of your fear. Your fear that Kymera may be at the barracks. Your fear that [[you led them here|footbridge]]. Your fear that you tied a bow around the fate of these people. </div>

<<set $Lache to true>><<audio medexplode play>>\ <div class="content">\ It all passes in front of you to be eaten by the flames that you brought to this place, to these people. You clutch the husky to your chest. You hadn’t even realized you’d taken it from her. <center>Its eyes melt into the polyester fill, as <h3>your body gives way to the [[smoke and heat|endVideo]].</h3></center></div>

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[[Meet the Makers]] [[Attributes|Attributes]]

<div class="content">\ “Come on, man” you plead, "I just want to look at their shoes. You know how hard it is for me to find heels in my size!" "Fine, Atro, whatever you want. You're the boss." "That's better. Wasn't so hard, was it?" you laugh, and Trent breaks into a half-smile. He always lets you have [[your way]]. He just has to make you work a bit for it first.</div>

<<audio tech-housevibes fadeout>>\ <<audio slowtrail play volume 0.5>>\ <div class="content">\ Whoi Whoi Park, in all of its forested splendour spreads out before you. As you near the end of the bridge and the highway curves into the entrance to the park, a flurry of movement on the shoulder catches your eye. You [[turn your head|turn headA]].</div>

<div class="content">\ As the people start to disperse, you notice Trent, your personal assistant, talking to someone you don't recognize. They're standing next to a tree some distance from the other mourners, most of whom have begun their retreat from this dark and miserable place. Who could blame them, you think. You're only here because she was your mother. They're only here because... that's a tough one. The simplest explanation is probably that she was a powerful woman, and now, so are you. Decide to [[stay by the grave|graveA]] just a little longer. Make your way [[back to the car|back to the carA]] and wait for Trent.</div>

<div class="content">\ "No, that's fine, Trent. Thank you. I need to keep working", you reply. The car pulls up to the massive house and the double gate slowly opens to receive you. Cars have already started collecting around the circular driveway. Your friends? Your mother's friends? Vultures and leaches, most of them. Once inside, Trent rushes off to see to the staff and guests. Not ready to be social, you pause to [[study a photograph|study photographA]] of a group of children on the wall in the grand foyer. <<set $mental to $mental -1>></div>

<div class="content">\ You feel a sense of pride and defiance while staring at these two powerful female figures. Your mother may not have accepted you as you are, but you have no doubt she still loved you. She would be proud if she knew what you were doing to help save the people in this time of need. You wipe away a tear and [[go inside the pharmacy|enter pharmacyA]].</div>

<div class="content">\ The security guard slowly digests what you have said, taking another long, hard look at your ID. The guard helps load the ECUs onto a forklift, and brings them to the rear of the warehouse where there is a cargo truck. The men climb in the back with the ECUs. Since these trucks are not self-driving, you hop into the driver's seat, turn the key, and [[press the accelerator to the floor|pedal to the metalA]]!</div>

<div class="content">\ A group of people is standing in the parking lot. It's Kymera. You can see Trent standing among them, wearing his fancy suit. It's a good thing he wore that stupid suit, or I never would have been able to pick him out, you think. You steer the truck <<linkreplace "directly at the startled group,">> directly at the startled group, and everyone scatters. "Get in!" You scream to Trent. Fortunately, he recognizes your voice and figures out your plan. Trent shoves a Kymera member to the ground, tripping another in the process. "It's them! It's Atro!" someone shouts. You slow down just long enough to let Trent in, then you punch the gas and get out of there! [[Let's get these ECUs back to Whoi Whoi Park|back to the barracksA]] and into the barracks where they'll be safe!<</linkreplace>></div>

<div class="content">\ Ten minutes later, Trent quietly pulls the truck up to the military base at Deadman's Island. Trying your best to walk softly on the gravel, everyone starts unloading the ECUs behind the gym. They have been sitting a long time, and many have lost part of their charge. You decide to [[plug in as many as there are outlets|plug in all the ECUsA]] in order to charge them fully. The Prime Minister will appreciate this gesture.</div>

<div class="content">You've gone there in your mind too often. You're sick of yourself at this point. Jason would have said, "what's done cannot be undone." What used to seem so charming is now just another of his smart ass quotes. But you need to get organized. Time's up. [[Go through belongings|sortingC]] [[Arrange travel|travelplansC]]</div>

<div class="content">The train leaves the station and accelerates rapidly. You glance around. the train is full, and no one speaks or makes eye contact. There are four young men at the back of the train car, all standing. You notice them taking turns glancing toward you. They appear bored, but something seems off about them. By the look of their clothes, they might be migrants. From where, you wonder. You feel for your taser, and are reassured. An hour later, Your stop is next. The men are still standing in the same place, glancing around. [[Exit and get a bus|busrideC]] [[Exit and walk|walktodealerC]]</div>

<div class="content">Arachne seems to know what you're thinking. "Wondering what you've walked into?" she asks. "A commune?" you answer. "I'm not into cults, y'know." Arachne laughs. "Hey Silas, c'mon out here. There's someone I want you to [[meet|silasC]]."</div>

<div class="content">"I’ll pay you what this is worth, but first, hear me out: we’ve stumbled onto something much bigger and better. This could be huge. There’s a rich bureaucrat we’ve got wind of who’s moving a massive stash of ECUs. If we can figure this out, you’ll be set. You can buy whatever place you want on the islands." //"Bullshit, you say. I’m done here."// “Bhuvana, show her.” Bhuvana brings out a tablet and shows you a [[photo|hostagephotoC]] of a roughed up-looking man in business attire.</div>

<div class="content">“I don’t get it? The hostage taking? Your backdoor deals? The drugs? I’m such an idiot for not seeing it. You don't care about anything but your own power. You're no different than the government you claim to be so against." “We’re fixing what’s broken,” Arachne says. You see her shift her weight and bend ever so slightly. “You just don’t see the big picture.” There's only one way you can end it. “Then fix this,” you say. [[Shoot the console|boatexplodesC]]</div>

<div class="content">You settle on a lightweight tarp and a compact flashlight. The manager returns with a cardboard box. Inside is a taser with a concealed-carry holster. The whole thing weighs just over 400 grams and carries two rounds with a 10 metre maximum range. You ask again if they're nonlethal. " They render the victim unconscious, but don't do any permanent harm." "Same price we agreed on?" "Yep." "Thanks." [[Back to the trailer|lastnightC]].</div>

<<audio phone play volume 0.3>><div class="content">\ Your serenity is abruptly interrupted when the car's computer announces an incoming call. [[Answer|answer phoneA]] the car phone. <<set $mental to $mental +1>></div>

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<div class="content">\ Anand continues, “you know there’s an ECU shortage, right? All those buildings you’re staring at are death traps. And the city is crawling with Kymera activity. Across that bridge it’s dangerous. Too dangerous. We are saving these people, even if it doesn’t look like it right now.” [[“I wish there was another way.”|ask]] [[“You’re right. Let’s get to work.”|ask]] </div>

<div class="content">\ The middle youth with long black hair answers, “We don’ got one yet – jus’ got ‘ere las’night.” One of the other youth yawns, “why you’s wake us up? What’d we do?” Anand answers, [[“come to the barracks and we’ll supply you with a tent.”]]</div>

<div class="content">\ The black haired youth refuses, “Nah, we’s not stayin’. Le’s go.” [[Make them stay|Kymera Activity][$social to $social +2]] [[Let them leave|Kymera Activity][$social to $social -2]]</div>

<div class="content">\ “You know the government is holding back, right?” She interrupts, “There are thousands of ECUs sitting, unused in the Science and Technology Centre while the people out here, the people in your <em>camp</em> scrounge for energy.” [[“Why are you telling me this?”]]</div>

<div class="content"> She ignores your question. “That many ECUs sure could help your precious little camp.” [[“How do you - ?”]]</div>

<div class="content">\ She ignores your question. “Let me guess. You’re Captain has sent you on an ECU hunt. Am I right?” [[“How do you - ?”]]</div>

<div class="content">\ “You seem like the type who would rather save the people, not harm them. I thought, maybe, you might want to actually do something worth while.” [[“What do you need to know?”|anand][ $social to $social +1]] [[“How can I trust you?”|trust?][$mental to $mental +1]]</div>

<<set $mental to $mental -2>><div class="content">\ You stare at your watch. Blinking back at you are a message from Corporal Higgins and the GPS transmission from the UAV for Nuttah's location. [[Ignore Anand and follow the GPS|Science]] [[Answer Higgins' message|Higgins]]</div>

<<set $mental to $mental -1>><div class="content">\ As you stare at the blinking messages, images from your dream flood your mind. The ghosts of the island, the red and black clad women engulfed in flames, the blue eyes of the charred stuffed puppy... It's time to shed that biggot's colonial hold on you. <<linkreplace "You can’t turn back now.">><em>Not empty handed.</em> [[Ignore Higgins and follow the GPS|Science][$mental to $mental +1]]<</linkreplace>></div>

<<set $medicine to false>><div class="content">\ Nadie is shy and humble. "Oh Atro, you have a good heart. You don't need to worry about me. I have my family, so I am richer than most. Just be careful out there, people can be far more dangerous than the wolves. Guard your ideas, Atro. After all, thoughts are like arrows: Once released, they hit their target. [[Keep them safe]], or one day you can be your own victim.”</div>

<<set $chocolatebars to false>><div class="content">\ "You guys ready? Let's do this!" You [[unlock the three cars|unlock Ecoop carsA]] with your Eco-op card and plug in several ECUs to power them.</div>