crayhouse

you've awoken! how are you? [[where am i?]] [[who am i?]] [[im good, thank you!]]

<hr> [[inventory]]

(if: $knife is "yes")[ pocket knife] (if: $screwdriver is "yes")[ screwdriver] flashlight

it looks like a bedroom. the window is open, and the fresh air is pouring in. your bed is paces away from a closed door. [[get up and look around room]] [[put your head under the covers]] (set: $knife to "no") (set: $tired to "no") (set: $screwdriver to "no") (set: $table to "no") (set: $lefthallway to "no")

the room is very clean. it's relaxed, and you feel at home here. all the furniture looks old, vintage, but none of it seems broken or old. the wallpaper reminds you of rose tea. [[armoire]] [[record player]] [[open the door]]

you stick your head under the covers. its warm and dark under here! [[wait]]

why are you asking me????? [[back->good morning!]]

glad to hear it! [[back->good morning!]]

you stay still for a minute. slowly, you start to hear scratching noises.

at one end of the room, there's a rosewood armoire. the doors are beautifully carved, forming curves and flowing shapes that line the edges. inside, are 3 dresses. they are similar in style, and are quite lavish and detailed.

weird this is here, you dont own any records! it looks like it came straight from the 60's.

you walk over to the door. before you turn the glass knob, you notice a [[note]] taped on it at eye level.

the note reads: *hello! the lights will shut down [[an hour earlier than usual]] today! be sure to come down for breakfast at the normal time. - management* [[oh gosh.]]

what's wrong? [[i'm just going to have to be sure to get back to my room in time. don't want to be caught by those things.]]

things?? [[open door]]

you're in a hallway. the wallpaper is striped red and light green, and there are caged red lights lining the walls, but otherwise light is scarce. the atmosphere feels cramped here. where to? [[left->left passage]] (main room, command room) [[right->right passage]] (library, basement)

ok, now i believe "[[management]]" would like you to go to the [[main room]]. i can see a dining table in there.

you can't go here yet! breakfast awaits!

there's a large platter of food there. looks like today there's pesto pasta with roasted tomatoes, and a bunch of pastries. [[finished->hallway]]

who is this "management" person anyways? [[oh, he just controls the mansion here.]]

**what?!?!?** you can't just say something crazy like that and give no explanation!!! what do you mean??? [[well, he controls the lights, the walls, the doors, the... well.]]

dude. come on. [[i really must be on my way to breakfast.->main room]]

(if: $lefthallway is "yes")[ um... ]where do you want to go? (if: $lefthallway is "no")[ it's 12:30 PM now.] (if: $lefthallway is "yes")[ [[right hallway]]] (if: $lefthallway is "no")[ [[left hallway]]]

lights will be off today at 10:00 PM. that gives me from now to then to **[make it back to my room.]<c1|** []<c5| (click: ?c1)[(replace:?c5)[###that is my goal.]]

you walk back down the left passageway. where would you like to go? [[dining table]] [[stairs leading up to the command room]] (set: $lefthallway to "yes")

ok so. **[sigh.]<c1|** []<c5| (click: ?c1)[(replace:?c5)[i know you've got your own things going on, but. before we go on... **THE CREATURE?** [[are you KIDDING ME?]] ]]

you walk up the many stairs, dishes from breakfast in hand, and finally, holding onto the railing, knock on the metal door. it says "management" on it. a few moments pass with no response. **[knock knock]<c1|** []<c5| (click: ?c1)[(replace:?c5)[[[a small face appears at the glass pane window.-> hello?]]]]

[[take the dishes to management]] (if: $table is "no")[ [[look under the table]]] [[go back->left hallway]]

you look underneath the table. there's not much on the floor, however, strapped to the bottom of the table is a **[[red pocket knife.]]** (set: $table to "yes")

you gather all the dishes. it takes a while, but eventually you have all the plates and containers. you know you dont have to take them up to management by yourself, but you're doing it anyways. [[let's go.->stairs leading up to the command room]]

you rip the tape off of the knife, and put it in your pocket. it's in your inventory now. (set: $knife to "yes") [[back->dining table]]

the face disappears for a second. you can hear keys jingling and horrible, horrible screeching sounds of metal on metal. eventually the last sound has passed, and the door opens slowly. [[hey man]]

management peers out of the control room. he's wearing glasses, and is quite dressed up. he looks like he's been awake all night. he always does. past him, you can see beeping machines, and monitors lining the walls. several of them are trained on different angles of your room. one of them, actually, is... pointed at you right now. on the staircases. there's also a safe. you've always wondered what he keeps in there. you've never thought to ask though. #[["hey man!"]]

"hey man!" he grins, before looking down at what you have in your arms. he blinks, blankfaced for a second. "...oh. cool. ok. yeah i'll take those. [[the creature needs food anyways."]]

he briskly takes the silverware and fine china plates, and shuts the door with a slam. you again hear a cacophony of metal noises, lock after lock being secured. walking away, you can hear crunching sounds, which could only be the sound of shattering porcelain. [[back->hallway]]

"management", has a CREATURE. ^^like that isn't weird to you or anything??^^ //[[not particularly. i've lived here my whole life.]]//

... uh. ok man. [[on to the right hallway already!]]

where to go? it's... god it's late already... 5:30. [[library]]

walking down the hallway to the library, the atmosphere changes violently. the air is cool, comforting, and the caged lights start to glow a dark blue. you feel less trapped, more in control. after a bit of walking, finally you're at the entrance. the hallway grows wider and taller, easing into a large archway, which looks maybe about 30 feet tall. it's made of the most beautiful wood you've ever seen, polished and shining darkly. there's a staircase, which leads down into the library. god, the library has //volume.// it's probably about 100 feet from top to bottom? maybe more. makes you wonder how many books there are. millions? seems about right. [[onwards]]

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