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[strangerpeople]

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[The blight is all-consuming.

Within days dozens are confirmed infected, and you and your unexpected new scientist friend find yourselves trying to work on a cure. If not a cure, a stopgap of some kind. Anything to prevent this thing from destroying everything. It's hard work. It's not going very well. Really, it feels like with every step forward, you're taking ten steps back. Discouraging is an understatement, to say the least.

A week passes, and the death toll rises. It's really starting to look bleak. You constantly second-guess yourself, and even get into a fistfight with your new ally one night. It's getting to the point where you are working on fumes.

Then, unexpectedly, you get a phone call. It's been a long night, and the sun is beginning to rise above the mountains, when it happens.

You and the scientist are not the only ones looking for a cure. In fact, there are at least a dozen others-and they think they may be close to a breakthrough.

But-and you can't believe you're hearing this, after all of the failure you'd experienced throughout this blight-they need your help.]


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[To say that the end of last week sucked would be an understatement. To say that no one knows what this week will bring is not even in question. Yet even as you wake, you feel a cloud lift from your mind, as one of the truths you've been living with since the beginning has suddenly changed.]




[But is it possible to abide by this new truth? The Hosts, and IT beyond, seem intent on making that impossible. And the rat...well. Obviously the rat's not an ally. Let's not kid ourselves.

There's only one way to find out if more deaths can truly be prevented-and that's to keep going, and hoping that the new floor that has opened up will offer something in the way of an opportunity.

In the meantime.


There are 11 strangers left in this place.]

Comments

[illusionarymelody]

You've got it. The glass should be strong, the ones I've seen before are heavily reinforced to protect the life growing within it.

[Yeah, your wife has seen this stuff before. How else do you guys think she pulled off getting Eric Lecarde a new body? She's not as much of an expert on it as those who aided her, but she definitely read the blueprints and documents she stole.]

[katzenpfote]

There's a tank of some sort of static. It's feeding it, maybe? I'm not certain. I was pushing against it mentally, but it was holding firm. I don't know if I can push hard enough...

[strangerpeople]

[It's still very annoyed at Caleb, letting out snarls.

Jerk. B|]

[backuphero]

[To be honest he hadn't really let himself think too hard about how Eric got revived. "Magic and sh - stuff" was a good enough explanation. No time to think on that now, though...]

Don't mess with the tank any more!

["Taboo Subdue", huh? Whatever happens, happens, he's selected that command to activate.]

[strangerpeople]

[and then the thing in the tube broke free and ran off and no one ever saw it again the end wait no that's a different game entirely

The result is that red fog is pumped into the tube. The creature lets out one final shriek before it stills, with only the occasional twitch, once the red fog clears.

The screen flashes, before the message TABOO CLONE DEFAULT OUTPUT RESTORED.]

[illusionarymelody]

[Well, looks like she wasn't needed after all.]

It looks like we won't have to worry about it breaking out now. Not sure if we want to be leaving it like this though.

[katzenpfote]

... What is it a clone of? And why did it hate me so much?