SOMETIME IN THE FUTURE. ADVENTURES!

[adharma]

[ DAY 52. ]

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[adharma]

[ :B make your choices ]

[steampunked]

[. . . throws the other piece of debris at the cold wall.]

[adharma]

[ also goes through . . . ]

[steampunked]

Ughhhhhh. [bad wall, slightly less bad wall, window :|a . . . awwww fuck it. Runs at the cold wall, hoping to get through it as fast as possible.]

[adharma]

[ It feels a bit like you've been pulled through the frozen ocean (only... less wet) and suddenly -- You are in a field of flowers! Each flower is about three feet apart. The only problem is that these flowers aren't growing out of soil, they're growing out of sheets of ice. And it's fucking cold. Like you can see your breath cold. Like your cheeks are getting stiff cold. Everywhere you look is an endless field of flowers... and then waaay over there might be a person. In the opposite direction of the person is a trail of sesame seeds. ]

[steampunked]

[AUGH IT IS FREEZING. heading over toward the person.]

Jesus fucked a priest it's cold.

[adharma]

[ You approach the person. Or what used to be a person. A frozen corpse is laid out inside a giant lotus. It looks like the body froze, cracked open and then all the internal organs spilled out and also froze and cracked. ]

[steampunked]

[. . . well . . . that's gross . . . looking to see if there is anything in the body other than frozen entrails :|a just in case.]

[adharma]

Hey, leave that alone. [ Someone from behind you says. Where did he come from? It's a younger Acedia, barefoot and wearing a white t-shirt and shorts. He has an eyepatch over his right eye. ]

[steampunked]

[looks back at him]

Why? I don't think they're going to get offended now.

[adharma]

You're not supposed to touch stuff like that. It might go bad on you. And they probably deserved it.

[ a slow smile. ]

[steampunked]

I'm only here to look, not touch.

[adharma]

Well, you've looked. So go elsewhere.

[steampunked]

I was invited, you know.

[adharma]

Probably because he wanted to get rid of you, right?

[ crosses his arms, looks a bit . . . . pouty. . . ]

That's what I'm supposed to do, I guess.

[ IT GETS A HELL OF A LOT COLDER ALL OF A SUDDEN. ]

[steampunked]

[. . . brrrr.]

Do you like . . . getting rid of people?

[adharma]

[ . . . shrugs. ]

People deserve it.

[steampunked]

Yeah, sometimes. But I'm not "people". If I were people, I wouldn't even be able to be here.

[adharma]

You're still here so.

[ IT IS GETTING COLD ENOUGH THAT IT'S GETTING HARD TO BREATHE. ]

[steampunked]

[tilts her head, trying to breath through it, but . . . alas not very well. OH WELL. LET'S JUST TRY WALKING OFF!! GOODBYE, CREEPY KID!!]

[adharma]

[ he doesn't follow you.

but now you're back where you were before . . . ]

[steampunked]

[oh well. Let's pick up the sesame seed trail and see where that goes.]

[adharma]

[ You follow the trail of sesame seeds! The further you go the colder it gets. The wind picks up and suddenly you're trapped in a blizzard. Turn back? Go forward? ]

[steampunked]

[WHO DO YOU THINK I AM. Go forward!!]

[adharma]

[ If you keep going you can start to make out shapes in the distance. What looks like . . . a shack? And mountains. ]