BftD: Peering into the dark
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You spend a bit more time feeling the sides and lid of the coffin. Smooth metal, not as cold as you expected. Maybe even buffed, by its texture. You feel about the bottom... Near the sides, the bottom rises up a little in small steps, then ends just short of the side. Just below this, of course, another metal bottom. It seems you're laying on a piece of metal independent from the coffin, though you can't slide it around, so... maybe it isn't independent. | You spend a bit more time feeling the sides and lid of the coffin. Smooth metal, not as cold as you expected. Maybe even buffed, by its texture. You feel about the bottom... Near the sides, the bottom rises up a little in small steps, then ends just short of the side. Just below this, of course, another metal bottom. It seems you're laying on a piece of metal independent from the coffin, though you can't slide it around, so... maybe it isn't independent. | ||
- | Grasping at straws, now, you feel around in the pockets of your pants for anything that could be useful. In one pocket, there's | + | Grasping at straws, now, you feel around in the pockets of your pants for anything that could be useful. In one pocket, there's... lint. In the other one... oh boy, a thin... mixing straw. And lint. |
What do you do? | What do you do? | ||
- | *[[BftD: Call History Check| | + | *[[BftD: Call History Check|Try to poke the straw out of the coffin to get some fresh air.]] |
- | *[[BftD: | + | *[[BftD: Giving up hope|Give up.]] |
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| bgcolor="#003300" valign="top" width="25%"|<font color="white"> Short of Breath | | bgcolor="#003300" valign="top" width="25%"|<font color="white"> Short of Breath | ||
| bgcolor="#006600" valign="top" width="10%"|<font color="white"> Morale: | | bgcolor="#006600" valign="top" width="10%"|<font color="white"> Morale: | ||
- | | bgcolor="#003300" valign="top" width="55%"|<font color="white"> | + | | bgcolor="#003300" valign="top" width="55%"|<font color="white"> Losing It, Even Less Hope |
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| bgcolor="#006600" valign="top" width="10%"|<font color="white"> Items: | | bgcolor="#006600" valign="top" width="10%"|<font color="white"> Items: | ||
- | | bgcolor="#003300" valign="top" width="90%" colspan="3"|<font color="white"> | + | | bgcolor="#003300" valign="top" width="90%" colspan="3"|<font color="white"> Mixing Straw |
[[Category: Back from the Dead]] | [[Category: Back from the Dead]] |
Revision as of 19:40, 19 October 2009
You decide that a thorough examination calls for easier arm movement, and probably even being able to move your head, so you set to loosening up the holes you recently made.
You spend a bit more time feeling the sides and lid of the coffin. Smooth metal, not as cold as you expected. Maybe even buffed, by its texture. You feel about the bottom... Near the sides, the bottom rises up a little in small steps, then ends just short of the side. Just below this, of course, another metal bottom. It seems you're laying on a piece of metal independent from the coffin, though you can't slide it around, so... maybe it isn't independent.
Grasping at straws, now, you feel around in the pockets of your pants for anything that could be useful. In one pocket, there's... lint. In the other one... oh boy, a thin... mixing straw. And lint.
What do you do?
Back from the Dead Status | |||
Health: | Short of Breath | Morale: | Losing It, Even Less Hope |
Items: | Mixing Straw
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