WEEK 1

[strangerpeople]

WEEK 1

[The train wouldn't stop. Not until very early the next morning. The few who might have been awake would be able to exit the train, entering the cool twilight of the dawn. The star is dark, and few stars can be seen in the sky as a cold breeze begins to blow from the mountain beyond. You can see some chunks of rock floating idly nearby, far away from the station that it won't hit trains, but near enough that one can see they are larger than the train they just disembarked.

Lastly, laid out in front of them, the first port of call: Menahoven. The mountain: The Throat of the World.

But which world? Who knows. Not any of yours. Maybe it doesn't matter. Not when you are so far from home. Not when you have no way to get off this rock without the aid of the trains-and they will not let you pass.

It looks like you're stuck here until the Conductor decides to leave. In the meantime, everyone will need to get comfortable.


There are fifteen strangers left in this place.]

Comments

[overworker]

[Interesting. And there's nothing else like this language in any of the other parts of the town or in the library is there?]

[strangerpeople]

[No.]

[overworker]

[She feels like this is something to keep in mind. Maybe it's pointless but-- well. If nothing else sightseeing!! So she's going to take a picture of the wall with the cuffs.]

[strangerpeople]

[All right! What else would you like to do?]

[overworker]

[Now that she has the contents protected via photo evidence, she's going to take a closer, more hands-on look at it. Specifically, at the cracks. And if she can, she'd like to slip around and see if she can get a look at the backside of the wall. Maybe there's more mysterious writing!]

EVIDENCE

[strangerpeople]

[Funny you should do that, Towa.

There is something on the other side and it is mysterious writing.

Mysterious writing that suddenly causes her eyes to burn.]

[overworker]

[Oh! A discovery!

...a painful one.

But okay, she can handle a bit of pain. Is this in any way familiar to the way the writing on the paper back on the train hurt to look at?]

[strangerpeople]

[No. It's much more like the pin you saw on...on...

who? what? It was during the lounge meeting, you know and remember that much.

As time goes by, her eyes threaten to erupt in flames, but the writing becomes...clearer, somehow.]

[overworker]

[There's this nagging feeling that it relates to something important. But it may be dangerous--

The idea of stopping is considered. At least... until she notices the change in the writing. If she's willing to endure the pain, is there anything else she can see within the writing?]

EVIDENCE

[strangerpeople]

[It's almost unbearable. You can feel your hair start to grow hot, along with your eyes, and then-

Tora sees it. It glows like fire. You can almost understand what it says. Almost.

But...you don't know the language. You will need to find someone who might have a clue as to what this is. And-unfortunately-that person is probably...whoever...the heck you met yesterday.

Hopefully. Right?]

[overworker]

[That was... that was a frightening rush.

But she saw it so clearly. And it had almost seemed like she could have read it.

Risking more probably isn't worth it. But she's going to immediately go make a note of the discovery so she can ask...whoever...about it...when she meets them again...]

[strangerpeople]

[An excellent idea.]