>>431198
Have a dream of a traumatic or heartwarming event in your past.

Sebarchus 2012/07/12(Thu)05:02 No. 431493 ID: 5f62d5
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>Cutscene

Elaine wakes up. The room is brightly lit and filled with beds and medical monitoring equipment.

Elaine hears static, mixed with distant, indistinct voices.

à́͘͟҉d͞͠ḿ̴̴̶͢i͏̸̴ǹ͜i͏҉̀͡͠s̸͘͟t̸̨͡è̛͝r̡̡̛̕e̴͡ḑ̵ ̵̧̛҉̛8̡͏͝0͡0̨̨́͞ ̶͠m̴͞i̵͠ḉ͘͝r̀͘ò̵͟ģ̵͏̶͜ŗ̸̴̛͟á̧̢̨̀m̴͜͠s̵̀́͞ ̧̡͟l̴͏̧y̵͘͢͢͡ş̸͞e̛͟͡r͟g̕҉ì̷c̢̀͡ ̷̸̕á̡̕͠͞c̡͜i̷̶d̸̷̡͝ ̶͏̨d̀i͢é̴t́͜͜͝҉ḩ͟͝y̶͡l̶̡͞͡҉a̷̷͜m̸̡̛i̴͘d̷̡͢e̶̴͟͝,͠ ͡͏̧̧b̨͢͟͠ę̨҉̧͟ǵ̴i̡͘ņ̢̢́ ̧́͜͠d̶̡̡̛͠ŗ͡i̢̕v͢͞i̵̛͟͠ņ̛͢͠͡g̸̴̸͘͝ ̀̕p̢͘͟͝͠r͟͝o̴̢͘c͏̧̀͜e͘̕͜d̢͘e̷̢̨̛͡u͡͏̷ŗ͡e͘͟͝͝.̴͜

Sebarchus 2012/07/12(Thu)05:08 No. 431497 ID: 5f62d5
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Elaine steps out into a brightly lit, curved hallway.

L͘͡à̴͡͏t̨̛e͏҉̡s̡̀t̷͞ ̨͏ŗ͡e̕͜͡s̴̨̛͢ù̶̴̡͜ĺ́͡t̢̀҉̢́s͏͝ ̕͜͟ą̸͘͝͝r̴̴̶̡̛e͟҉̵͠ ̡̨́ì̶n̵̢͜͠ ̀́͏́f̶͜ŗ̕͡ó҉̡͞m̷͠ ̴͜͝f̶͠͠o͏̢r̷̶̶͢t́͟͝ ̷̴̸̨M͝͝é̕͝a̸͠҉d́͝͝e͜.̢̀͠ ̶̸̢͞Ţ̢̨̕e̴̴x̢́̕͞t̴̵͢r͏̨́o̡͜͝͡n̷̛ ͘͟͟͝h̷̛̕̕ą͢͢͠ş̛̛́͟ ̢͡m̴̧̕͠a̴̸̕d́͟e̶ ̶̵d̶̢͜͡e̷̛͝l͢͠҉̴̕į̴̴v̕͡e̴͟r̛͘͠ỳ͜ ̴̸̷ò̢̕f̡̢҉ ̶̷̨͢p̴̶̢͜ŗ̷o̡͏͏̷̢t̢ǫ̴҉͠ţ̶̢ỳ̧͘͘͡p̶̴̨e̕͜͠͝ ͜҉̀ş̷̀e̛͟͟͠n͝s̢̢͝o̷͞r͟҉́͞y͠ ̨̨͘d̷̡͜͟é͞p̷̢͠r̵̡͏į̀͘v̸̀҉̸a̢͟t͏̴̡͢í̢͝o̵͘n͏̴͡ ̴̷̡̛͟h̵̨̛͢a̸҉͘r̴̷a̢̛s͡͞ś̛͝ȩs҉͏̴̛ ̵̨͏.̴͜

Sebarchus 2012/07/12(Thu)05:10 No. 431498 ID: 5f62d5
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Elaine walks to the next section of hallway.

Elaine feels a growing sense of pressure, as if she were being crushed from all sides.

The voices are getting louder.

Sebarchus 2012/07/12(Thu)05:23 No. 431499 ID: 5f62d5
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Elaine finds herself at the threshold of what she assumes to be a huge blast door. The door itself, however, is missing.

E̷̷ņ͢͠g̢̨͞į̷̴̨͜n̶͘͟͡e̴̢̨è̢r̶̢͘͜͠ş̵͟͟͡ ̴̀r͏̨̧͡ép̷͜͜o̕͘͢͡r̨ţ͘͘͞͝ ̕͢͝i̡͜͜n̕͡s̸͘͟͡t̢̧͜a̧̛͜͡͝l̵̡͝l͝a͏̸t̷̸i̶̕͜ò̧n̸̨͝ ̸̡ò̡͢͡f̧́͢͞ ͟͜Ş͜7̸̕҉͞Ģ̸́̕ ̶̸̕r̕͞ȩ̕á͟c̷͝t̴͡҉̴͘o̢͘͜͠r҉̨́͠͡ ̕͞a̢͜͞͞ţ̶̵̛ ̴̢͘͜͠t̵́͘͠ḩ͞e̴̷͢ ̷̸̵͠͏t͜͠e͏͞s̶҉t̶͘ ̵̛͡s͢͏̧̀i̶҉̧͝t́͡e̢͟ ̵̕i̷͜ś̴̛̛ ̶̸c͜͟ó̷m̷͏̶p̨͜ļ̕è̕͢͢͜t҉̸̧̧ȩ̕͘͟͝.̴҉͠҉

Sebarchus 2012/07/12(Thu)05:26 No. 431500 ID: 5f62d5
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A freight elevator waits ahead on the left, it's doors open.

The pressure is becoming crushing. The noise has grown to a roar.

A̵̞̝̙̺̙͚͍̜̟͔̘̘̪͈̪͖̪͜n̸̛͙͓͕̯d̷̘̰̣͖̝͍̰̻̠̺̤̹̜͞ ̢̡̛̙̥͚̠̝͎̦̜̪͠w҉̛̰̻̘̤̰̠̩̹̙̤͕͓̫̭̫͔̪̣̠̀͘͟h̙̞̯̙̭̥̹̕͝ą͚̣̲̖̝͇̹̼̗̪̀
͔͎̘̰̟͍͍̟͙t͓̤̖͜͠ͅ ҉̜̻̲̱̣̠͕̻̱̱̝̥͚͈̤̲͚̝͞d̶̸̢̢̛͓̮̱̗͚̳͖̻̻̟̖̭͖̥͕̰ǫ̠̩̘̜̦ͅ ̨̢̭̺̰͉͞w҉̸̴̛͉͙͕̱ͅe҉͏҉̨̼̝̞̩̭̗̙̙͇͚̮̗̻̰͈̮̘͘ ̡̛̱͚͓͔͢h̵̸̢̤̞̯̥̮̖͎̤͍̦͈̗̹̗̭͙̀ͅą̴̞̮͔͉̀̕͢ͅv҉̡̛̖̼̮̩͎̘̮͚̝͜e̴̦̲͙͔͜ ̧̕͞͏̛̞̲̩̝͓̲͚̙̼̜͇͍ͅh̴̵̯̞̳̭̬̠͎̤̙͇̬̱͇̯̖̬̺͖͖͜͜e̛̘͍̣̰̼͎͕͖͠͞͝r̳̮͓̀͜
͚̬͙̯͚̤é̴̢͕̰̥̖͝?̴̡̧̛̯̻̗̥̟̙̩̤͢

Sebarchus 2012/07/12(Thu)05:28 No. 431501 ID: 5f62d5
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Elaine boards the elevator, and it begins to descend.

The pressure is unbearable. The noise, deafening.

Elaine feels as if she is being watched.

Y̸̶̬̖̭̬̯̮͚͈̦͍̪̜̼̖̠͔͟͝o̴͇̹͕̠̙͖̤̖u̴̩͍̖̣͘̕͠ ͙̼̥̬͙̮͙͍̝̞̻͎́ḍ̺̗̬̯͔̖͖͉̠́ơ̧̨̳͍̮͉̺̰͍̙̯͜͝ ̧͚̳̯͇̱̗͚̝̞͕̤͜͞͠ͅͅǹ̢̮̲̙̺͍͘͜͡o̵̞̻̣͖̮̣̹͔͉̙̭̺͎͖̲̕͞͝t́҉͎̲̥͍̲̹͚̣̞͝
͈͍͕͇ ̶͢҉̳͓̻̲̜̖̱̥b̸̧͙͕͍̬̤̖͎̪͉̤̗̖́ę̨̨̟̼͎̱̟͎͚̲̯̖̟̣͡ḷ̞͖͚͠ͅo̶̶̷̡͖̟̯̮͚͡
̼̮̦̘̦̖̳͈͙n̴̗̝͔̠̘̳̘͎̝̖̝͕̤͟͞͠g͏̨̻̻̲̳̯̭̥̗̤̣͎͇̠̮̮̦̤̝͢ ̨̦̳͍͚̻̺̜͓̬̱̼͖̦͈͜h̵͏҉̺̦̬͈͈̳͎̝̦̞̗͎͚ͅe̴͟҉͙͙̰̟̲̲͍̩̗͓̜̺̞͚̗ͅͅͅr͏̢͘͢
̶̘͕͔͖̮̫̯è̝̜͎̣̣̥̹̘̬͟ͅ.͢͠҉̙̯̙̬̰̪̫͔̝́

Sebarchus 2012/07/12(Thu)05:35 No. 431502 ID: 5f62d5
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Elaine steps out of the elevator.

Her brain feels like it is on fire. The noise and pressure spike, threatening to crush Elaine into oblivion.

Ý̛̝̲̞͉̟͉̰̤̰͙̺̝͙̳͜ͅo̙̙͙͉͘͜u͢͜҉͕̮͈͔̳̤̭͍̞͙͎͕̤̗̘̣ ̢̭͍̰̩̖̲͕̬͔̼̙͉͢ḑ̴̷̷͙͖̮͇̩̦̫̺̭̀ọ̸̜̪̦̞͜͞ ̴̰̜͖͕͞n̨̯̟̩͍͇͜͢͡o͕̮̩̘͈̺͎̥̕̕t̷̢̮͓͔͚̘͎̪̳̙̮͕̟̯̘͡͡ ̰̝̞̼͚̭͙͙̪̤̤̻̥̣̺͔͞ͅb̷̡̗̪̭͔̪͎̜̤̣̼́e̢͇̮̘̟̱̘̟̙̫̰̪͓̝̥͍̼̠̠͘͘͠͡l̨̯̕͢
͓̯̤̮̝̙o̵͉̮̖̫̻͚̬̙̳͈͘͢͢ņ̢͔̣̖̝̫̬͞͡g̤̬͍̭̪͟͞͞͝ͅ ̡̪̯̳̝̥͔͕̗̞͖̺͖͚̠ͅͅh̷͏҉̲͍̫̝̝̜̲̦̦͕̟̣e̫̺̣͞͠͝ŗ̡̝͔͇̙͉͖́͟ͅe̸̡͏̻̲͙̫̺̥
̦̪̠̞̪͈͔,̵̖͙̥̱̣̮͔̜̯̗̮̤̪̭̱̞͜͜ͅ ̛̜͇̻̟̝̭̻̞̠̰̥͉͕̳͍̩̘̕͞͞b̶͏̣̼͉͔̺̮͇̞̪̗͈̩̤̙͙̩̜u̶̧̻̦͖͙̙̖̯͢t̸̷̠̞͓́͟͜
̹̟͇ ͉̰͎̬͎͔̥̺̙͎̰̙͎̳̪̪̮͢͟y̴͇̤̲̳͜o̶̶̢͔̣̞̼̳̮͙̜̲͘ͅù̢̨̹̰̫̙͘͡ ̵̛̘͙̮̘̥͇͎͍w҉̢͍̙̦͍͇̭̰̫̰̪̼͚̱̜̭̱̲́̀i̵̶͙͍͔̬̯͎̦̙̩̠ḷ̮͙̪͜l̡̩̯̬̘̹͜͝͝ ̵̫͉͓̳̩̯̤̜̭̲̜̘́͟͜ͅn͈͚̰̠͚̱̲̬̮̼͎̤̫͙̯͘͘ǫ̶͙̤͈̥̰ͅt̵̢̟͔̹̖͇̹̤̗͍͇̗̗͕ͅ
̬̺̪ ̷̠̙̫͖͇̩̬͓͙̬͞͝͡l̵̛̳͕͍̥͎̠̖̼̣̣͈͎̩e̵҉̧̗̳͇͓͚̥̼a̴̢͞҉͈͓̘̠̜͓̖̱v̷̴̹̙̕͞͠
̬̣̩̟͇̟͉̩̲ͅͅè̷̛̪̻̭͓̣̬̠̲͚͇͢͠ ̴̮̣͇̺͓͖̼̭͈̳͉̩̳͓͞t̛͙͙̘̤̠̘̬͖̟͚ͅh҉͇̼͇̭́͝ì̴̡̹̝̖̤̦͎͙̖̥͈̗͉͈̼̱̀͘s̴̛̕
͓̩͕̬̯̹͙ ̕͏͏҉͍͓̭̣͍̥̟͕̘̮̝̟̭̭̭p̴̸̨͔̘͕̫̳̗l̸̸̛̼̺̹̙͎̰̮͈͉̫͙͎̮̥̙ͅͅa̡̢̘̥̻̞̯̮͠c͘
̨̮̜̪̖̜̣̬͝e̸͏̧̣̰͙̝̙͢͠.̥̜̦͉͡͝


There is a flash, and then nothing.

Sebarchus 2012/07/12(Thu)05:37 No. 431503 ID: 5f62d5
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Elaine wakes up and finds herself unable to move or even blink. Gradually, she regains the ability to move.

Sebarchus 2012/07/12(Thu)05:38 No. 431504 ID: 5f62d5
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Elaine wakes up on a military bunk crudely made up with ancient fraying canvas, in a room lit only by an old, toppled ECG machine.

That wasn't just a dream. Your eyes are really bleeding now. It appears your new friend was right- there's something here that gets inside your mind.

>>431504
"Fuck this! Damn the storm, Artyom! I'm getting out of here and off this island!"

You do not belong here, but you will not leave this place.

LSD, sensory deprivation, yeah these guys were hard core. Apparantly they are into even more powerful stuff though... something in the air maybe? Ghosts??

>>431538
psychics. if they use the lsd to alter their state of mind, but have no way to notice anything, they will notice with brain power alone. simply, this is a super science place and they did crazy shit.

I bet they're broadcasting the freaky mental shit. That's what all the antennae we saw coming in were for.

The fuck did we do to piss off Zalgo?

>>431504
Wipe your eyes. Find the dog. Tell him about your dream.

Sebarchus 2012/07/12(Thu)14:13 No. 431583 ID: 5f62d5
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Elaine cries out.

"Fuck this! Damn the storm, Artyom! I'm getting out of here and off this island!"

Artyom is gone.

Elaine's supplies are piled up in the door's shadow.

Sebarchus 2012/07/12(Thu)14:41 No. 431592 ID: 5f62d5
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Elaine wipes her eyes.

Blood.

>>431583
Are those scissors on the ground?

Sebarchus 2012/07/12(Thu)14:58 No. 431598 ID: 5f62d5
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>>431594

On the floor is a pair of SCISSORS. Strewn about the room are various other implements, including forceps, scalpels, tweezers, probes and picks.

Take the scapels, probes and picks, see what you have in your mail bag and first aid kit.

Check how hungry and thirsty you are and eat and drink accordingly from your rations. Keep it low, since you don't know how far you'll have to stretch them.

Scrounge around and gather up all the medical tools that aren't rusted into uselessness, along with anything else of interest, and pile them next to your mailbag. Dump out the mailbag to make room and cut open any packages to look for supplies. It's a federal offense, but I don't think the postmaster general is going to walk in and bust you. Put any sharp medical implements into your first-aid kit, and put it, some rations and water, the flashlight, and anything useful from the packages into the mailbag to carry.

That is your blood, right? You don't have vampire eyes that hunt the blood of the innocents while you sleep right??

Stash these various tools in your bag, except for the scalpel. Carry that on hand, as it'd probably cut up the inside of your bag or at the very least get dulled.

Check body
Make sure surgery or anything else invasive has not been done to you while you slept.

Sebarchus 2012/07/12(Thu)21:29 No. 431766 ID: 5f62d5
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Elaine checks herself to make sure nobody drugged her or performed surgery on her while she slept.

Elaine can't find anything that stands out. She has a number of cuts and bruises from the crash, but nothing life threatening. Much of her body is rather sore.

Use disinfectant on the cuts. Can't be to careful in a place like this.

Sebarchus 2012/07/12(Thu)21:34 No. 431769 ID: 5f62d5
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>>431766

Elaine searches the room and picks out a few old surgical implements. Elaine equips the SCALPEL. the blade is dull and rusted, and obviously unfit for surgery. The handle, a #3, is made of quality stainless steel, and is in much better condition.

>>431769
Then keep the handle, see any little boxes of replacement blades? or something?

I suppose if the EKG machine is working that means there must be a generator somewhere? Concrete bunkers generally don't run the wires inside the walls so they are probably in a pipe or something in the of the corners, we could follow them to such a generator? (maybe)

Sebarchus 2012/07/12(Thu)21:45 No. 431778 ID: 5f62d5
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Elaine inventories the FIRST AID KIT.

It contains:

A generous selection of bandages in several types.

Several antiseptic wipes, including both iodine and alcohol. One of the alcohol wipes has been used up.

Surgical tape and sterile gauze pads.

A needle and suture.

Acetaminophen, ibuprofen, codeine, loperamide, activated charcoal, ammonium carbonate, and diphenhydramine

a pair of plastic tweezers

two sterile scalpel blades

two pairs of nitrile gloves.

A selection of topical creams and ointments, including an antiseptic, aloe vera, and hydrocortosol

And a now mostly ruined soggy piece of paper that was intended to instruct the user as to how to use all that.

Sebarchus 2012/07/12(Thu)21:48 No. 431783 ID: 5f62d5
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Elaine inventories the USPS MAILBAG.

Inside, she finds:

About fifty soggy letters.

A soggy manilla envelope.

A damp cardboard box.

Open the package. With any luck, there's something useful inside.

>>431767
Your cuts should have clotted already, so it's too late to disinfect them. If they haven't clotted, then you may have a bigger problem. Take a dose of analgesic tablets from the first-aid kit if the soreness is really bad.

>>431769
If the blade is too dull to cut anything, may as well remove it and keep the handle in your first-aid kit.

>>431770
Also judging by the fact that they're using CRTs as light sources the lighting circuits are either turned off, the wiring is bad, or the bulbs simply burnt out long ago. The bulbs being burnt out is the most likely, meaning the lighting circuits are still active and could be used to power things, with a suitable adapter, or some kludging.

>>431778
Check what the size number of the sterile scalpel blades is. If they don't say, just compare the rusty blade to them to see if they match.

>>431783
Open the package, and look in the manilla envelope. The rest of the mail is a soggy loss, so just dump it out.

It's far too late to disinfect anything for preventing initial infections. If anything looks particularly reddened or pussy then we should treat it but otherwise we're fine. Besides, a little dirt never hurt anyone.

The main thing we need to do is find our buddy again. Walking around alone in here is a bad idea.

Sebarchus 2012/07/12(Thu)22:18 No. 431811 ID: 5f62d5
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Elaine opens the damp package to find six HAND CARVED DRIFTWOOD FIGURES. She recalls seeing a guy on the island selling something like these out of his garage. Charming and folksy, but useless.


Elaine checks the packaged scalpel blades. They are general purpose #10 blades. According to the packaging, they can be used in #3 handles.

Elaine takes a painkiller. That's what they're in there for, after all.

None of Elaine's other cuts were as serious as the one on her forehead, which she already disinfected.

>>431811
Damn. Well, put it back in the package I guess... and just leave it behind.

Let's get moving. Peek out into the corridor.

>>431811
Of course it couldn't be something useful, the way your luck is going. Ah, well. Leave them in the pile with the soggy mail.

Give the door a tug and the locking mechanism a twist to see if they're as rusted up as the entrance was, just in case you'll have to close it at some point. Poke your head out into the hall and look for any sign of Artyom. Poke around in here as well and look for anything Artyom may have left. ...Where is he...?

Wait an hour for Artyom to show, before going out to try and find him. If your watch is missing or broken, just wait a bit, then go. Stick to the nearby rooms.

Before we leave the room, check something for me.

Is that flickering monitor plugged into anything? I have a sneaking fear that it's unplugged and running all by itself. Self-sustaining hell dimension. If we see concrete proof that regular physics still applies, I'll be reassured.

>>431839

The ECG/EKG machine is plugged into one of the two cables that goes through the open doorway from the hallway.

>>431841
Actually, where does that second cable go? Or was it just imagined?

>>431841

I saw the cable out the door. I just half expect it to terminate in the middle of the hall.

>>431844

I forgot to draw it in the last relevant panel. It doesn't appear to be plugged in to anything.

The second cable appears to be a BNC terminal coaxial cable.

>>431849
Huh. Could have been for a CCTV camera, or a video feed from somewhere, or for pretty much any electronic signaling. No way to tell.

There is one thing you could follow if you head out: The cables. The power ones would obviously go to a generator, and the signal ones could go to a communications gear room, a security monitoring post, or something else.

Keep at least one of the driftwood figures. They wouldn't be in ALL CAPS if it wasn't somehow important. :Y

take all the driftwood figures. Then when you kill someone you can leave one lying by the corpse as a calling card and really freak the bad guys out

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Elaine empties the mailbag and fills it with the first aid kit and the driftwood figure she finds most appealing. If she's going to commit a federal crime, she might as well get a souvenir out of it.

Elaine opens the box of emergency rations and drinks two of the emergency water pouches and a calorie ration.

Carefully rationed, it looks like there should be enough water for in here for a week, and enough food for three.

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Elaine checks the door. The hinges are noisy but workable. The quick acting mechanism for the hatch dogs is inoperable. Closing the door might risk damaging the cables running through the doorway.

Artyom isn't in the hallway, either.

The two cables in the room head to the right, away from the bunker's entrance.

Drop a ration and a couple water pouches in your mailbag, just in case.

Take a look at the dust on the hallway floor to see if anyone has walked to the right recently.

Best not go too far from here, in case Artyom comes back soon. Head towards the entrance and look in that room you passed on the way here.

Follow the cables, but keep an eye out for... anything.