Medium · Inland Empire ≥ 4
Or maybe you were trying to smash your own reflection in the windowpane?
Psyche
Before thought effects; other dialogue conditions may apply.
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Or maybe you were trying to smash your own reflection in the windowpane?
Somehow that makes you feel... scared. You don't know why.
An ominous warning of bad things ahead.
Good call! Never mind that old trash containerlurching there, full of bad old news...
Oops. A bad feeling comes over you...
Oops. A bad feeling comes over you...
Also of note -- your unconscious racial profiling machine ruled out Messinian before. Despite all the copporoonies and cobos. That leaves Vespertine or Oranjese. Continue.
A trash container. Yellow and capsule-like, lying in the corner of the yard.
THERE ARE ANCIENT MYSTERIES DOWN THERE, COBO... ASK ME LATER.
From here it looks as though the clown-faced man is screaming. The tendons of his jaw are torn apart, hyoid ripped from the force of the lieutenant's hands.
As you say the words you find yourself peering from the corner of your eye... to where? To the West!
Good call! Never mind that old trash container lurching in the corner of this yard, full of old news...
As the words leave your mouth -- there it is again! That strange feeling, like there's something in there...