intro log.

[fracturamods]

welcome mingle

( AND SO IT BEGINS. )

There's nothing but the clatter of train tracks, and the odd feeling of almost floating.

When you wake, it's hard to tell exactly what it is that you're missing - only that you are. There are pieces that aren't quite right, even if you're not sure where those pieces would normally be. Pieces of what, exactly....? Well, if you had to put a word to it, it would be - yourself, probably.

The place you've found yourself in is strange, certainly. It's probably worth exploring a bit. Though it just as easily seems that the only form of welcome or explanation that you have, comes from nothing more than a slab of marble.

Well - that, and all the people who seem to have woken up alongside you, lost and also probably Doing Their Best™.

There's no need to fret that much though. It's hard to say exactly where you're going next, even though some places might feel a little bit more like a clue, but what you do know is one unshakeable thing:

There's still much more ahead of you.

Comments

[unmuted]

[...........]

Unnecessary.

[goes back to drinking]

[pseudonyms]

[Yeah she's eyeing the pile of cartons, it's fine.]

Is this much milk really that necessary in the first place?

[unmuted]

Why not?

[pseudonyms]

It's a lot. [Like. Pointblank. That seems to be the problem here.] Aren't you worried about making yourself sick or anything?

[unmuted]

I don't get sick.

[pseudonyms]

What're you gonna do when you run out though...?

[unmuted]

Get more.

[pseudonyms]

And when that runs out? [The superstore can't last them forever? Probably?]

[unmuted]

... I'll figure that out when I get there.

[pseudonyms]

[This is so. Weird. But sure, she'll just kind of accept this.]

...at least you have flavored milk to go through, too. If you're into that.

[unmuted]

[???]

What's flavoured milk?

[pseudonyms]

[???]

You know. Like what you're drinking now but sometimes it'll taste like strawberry or chocolate or something. Some people like variety. [Except now she's wondering if he's even aware he's drinking milk so there's that.]

[unmuted]

... I don't see a reason to change a perfectly good drink.

[pseudonyms]

You've never gotten bored with repeating the same thing?

[unmuted]

Live long enough and everything becomes repetitive.

[pseudonyms]

How long has it been...?

[unmuted]

Longer than a human like you can fathom.

[pseudonyms]

[Hm. Well...she'll shrug instead.]

If you say so...[She's getting the sense she's bothering this guy, so she'll glance at him once before turning again.] Enjoy the rest of it then.

[And off she goes to find other answers.]