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Floyd | An odd, visionary feeling stabs at your eyelids.
Floyd |
Floyd | A dull, dark weariness drifts over you.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
Bishop asks, "So where's the crystal meth at?"
inky says, "what we need now are some doritos"
Jacqueline says (to Bishop), "We need to buy some Claritin first."
Taleslinger says, "Maybe the dealer is rapping, wanting to collect."
maga says (to floyd), "open window"
Floyd | That's already open.
Floyd |
Floyd | Your surroundings shift weirdly; a vision forms itself before your
Floyd | eyes.
Floyd |
Floyd | The room is much larger; or you are much younger. Your father sits at
Floyd | the writing desk, poring over obscure books. His hair is grey, his face
Floyd | lined with care. The purple curtains, vast and shadowy, billow above
Floyd | you in a draft from the window; the gap between them and the floor
Floyd | seems cavernous. You toddle toward the gap. Somewhere, a raven caws...
Floyd |
Floyd | The visionary sense fades, and normal sight returns.
Floyd |
Floyd | A dull, dark weariness drifts over you.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
Jacqueline says, "Maybe there is no rapper. Maybe we're just paranoid."
Otto says (to floyd), "fill pipe with opium"
Floyd | I only understood you as far as wanting to fill the opium pipe.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
Gunther says (to Otto), "don't use up all the drugs at once"
inky says, "looks like we should get into the gap"
inky says, "while under the influence of some drug"
Otto says (to floyd), "fill pipe with resine"
Floyd | [resine -> resin]
Floyd | I only understood you as far as wanting to fill the opium pipe.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
Bishop says (to floyd), "Put resin in pipe"
Floyd | You put opium resin into the opium pipe.
Floyd |
Floyd | A dull, dark weariness drifts over you.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
inky says, "you probably just smoke the opium"
maga says (to floyd), "x curtains"
Floyd | Purple silken curtains hang down each side of the window, and extend
Floyd | around the room to soften the harsh stonework. A cold draft from the
Floyd | window is billowing the curtains outward into the room, leaving a
Floyd | slight gap between them and the wall.
Floyd |
Floyd | There is silence for a moment; then the soft rapping returns.
Floyd |
Floyd | An icy gust from the window sends the curtains reeling.
Floyd |
Floyd | A dull, dark weariness drifts over you.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
Otto says (to floyd), "put resin in pipe"
Floyd | You need to be holding opium resin before you can put it into something
Floyd | else.
Floyd |
Floyd | A staccato rap echoes through the room.
Floyd |
Floyd | The sense of awful weariness grows stronger and heavier every moment.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
maga says (to floyd), "enter gap"
Floyd | You step cautiously behind the curtains...
Floyd |
Floyd | Behind the Curtains
Floyd | Here behind the curtains, you have discovered a tiny alcove of
Floyd | stonework, hidden from the rest of your study. The purple silk billows
Floyd | out around you, dim firelight casting strange disturbing shadows onto
Floyd | the ancient masonry. Old memories rise, of hiding here as a child while
Floyd | your father worked at his books. Those days are long gone, but
Floyd | something urges you to stay and watch the play of light and colour.
Floyd |
Floyd | The sense of awful weariness grows stronger and heavier every moment.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
Otto says (to floyd), "get resin"
Floyd | You remove the opium resin from the pipe.
Floyd |
Floyd | The gentle tapping sounds again.
Floyd |
Floyd | The sense of dreadful weariness has nearly overpowered you. You must
Floyd | revive yourself, urgently.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
inky asks, "is there any coca left?"
inky says, "before we collapse"
maga says (to floyd), "sniff coca"
Bishop says (to floyd), "sniff coca"