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auroraexpress2019-12-17 12:46 pm
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Who: You
When: Day 52, morning
Where: Anywhere
[Of course there's still the flowers that, when stepped on, enhance or dull a sense, and there are still some chocolates in the lounge if you missed them or want more.
But this morning dawns with an infestation of bats.
That is, tiny tiny clockwork bats that get in your hair and coffee and make tiny tiny clockwork bat screeches.
Should you encounter a clockwork bat, and they're pretty hard to dodge, the next person you talk to will... Well, see one of your memories.
Otherwise it seems like a pretty typical morning, and the bats will be gone by afternoon.]
When: Day 52, morning
Where: Anywhere
[Of course there's still the flowers that, when stepped on, enhance or dull a sense, and there are still some chocolates in the lounge if you missed them or want more.
But this morning dawns with an infestation of bats.
That is, tiny tiny clockwork bats that get in your hair and coffee and make tiny tiny clockwork bat screeches.
Should you encounter a clockwork bat, and they're pretty hard to dodge, the next person you talk to will... Well, see one of your memories.
Otherwise it seems like a pretty typical morning, and the bats will be gone by afternoon.]
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Thankfully I still have my magic.
They are machines. They were likely created solely to steal our memories. Of course they would have no fear, they have no minds. They avoid those who destroy them because it interferes with their purpose, not out of a desire to preserve their own lives.