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When I open my eyes, I see the light coming through the window. I get up. My back hurts. @@.sam; Fuck this mattress!@@ @@.yogi; The mattress is trying its best! Look outside, it's such a lovely day. Feel the energy.@@ I need my coffee. @@.yogi; I'd like to shower!@@ Okay. Let's drink the coffee while showering. Again. Every morning the same. Too much water in that cup now. I will make a new one and drink it in the [[garden]].

The garden chair is very comfy compared to the mattress. My plants look wonderful in this morning light! @@.sam; Wonderfully ugly maybe.@@ I will keep watering them. [img[images\garden.png]] I tend to my garden and enjoy my morning coffee in peace. Suddenly I hear a loud <<linkappend "@@.rumble;BANG@@">> and glance over to the other half of this garden plot and spot Billy on the floor of his living room... @@.yogi; He is hugging the floor! How sweet.@@ @@.sam; No one else would hug him...@@ I hurry over and take a closer look: Billy is laying in a puddle of an oily substance. This looks very familiar... Did he steal that veal with the substance from work? I reach for the secret back-up key he trusted me with and enter his living room. I pick him off the floor and dare to <<linkappend "ask">> the question: "Are you alright?" "I've never been better." "You're bleeding a bit. Why do you have that veal at home?" I point to the origin of this mess. "Are you experimenting in private again?" I sigh. "No, I was just trying to clean my place real quick... with this extremely poisonous concoction! It kills even the 0.01% of the leftover bacteria! RINAT SMELL THIS! HAHAHA!" "The only thing I can smell is your flesh rotting because of the poison. Stop this immediately! @@.sam; Can it kill you as well? Please?@@" "Oh hey it's Sam the rebel! I was just kidding." He says, while wiping the substance off his body. "Or am I? This is a super effective cleanser and room spray I made using my latest discovery at work and your plants outside. The wife and the kids are coming over next week." "Good for you, Billy. Come on, let's go to work already." Billy has gotten so used to my personalities that he knows how to handle them. He is very lucky, getting a visit from his wife and two children. I can't help but envy him. Is this really envy? What is this black force burning its way up to my head... We feel [[LONELY.|mayve advice]]<</linkappend>><</linkappend>>

[img[images\mayveAdvice.png]] @@.mayve; Don't. Stop it. You're not alone. You have some nice friends out there. They care for you. So do I. I'm always there for you and guide you along your way. Forget about your past, your family. Look forward!@@ Ahh! I have to go now. Time to go to work. I make myself ready to leave the house. I'm passing by at Billy's door to [[fetch|message from teacher]] him.

William "Billy" Carton and I walk to the nearby bus station. He is rather slim, brunette, always has shades on and is doing his signature lip bite even while walking. @@.sam; Maybe he is taking poison damage and trying to suck the poison out himself this way. At all times. @@ I believe he has big brown eyes and bushy eyebrows. He looks “cleanly shaven” because his facial hair had burned off from an experiment, while his eyebrows were protected by the big shades. My pocket vibrates. "Sorry, let me <<linkappend "check">> this really quickly." I take out my phone. [img[images\messageFromTeacher.png]] I only have notifications on for important matters. It is an image of a fluffy duckling in the grass that says "Einen schönen Start in die Woche!" @@.yogi; Ohh my how lovely!@@ Of course you'd like that, Yogi. I hear <<linkappend "rustling">> next to me. Billy grabbed a newspaper and is mindlessly flicking through the pages. He stops at an article while still biting his lips. "NASA call for inventions and creative talents" He seems preoccupied now, so I can look at the message in peace. "Wie geht es dir, lieber Rinat? Schon lange nichts mehr von dir gehört! Ich hoffe du bist wohlauf. Du musst mir alles erzählen, was du so gelernt hast bei deinem neuen Job! Ich geniesse meinen Ruhestand und bin froh, nicht mehr jeden Tag früh aufzustehen und lärmige Kinder zu unterrichten. Dafür verbringe ich viel mehr Zeit in meinem Garten. Ich würde gerne wieder von dir hören!" She added another image, this time of her garden. The wilted strawberries don't look very appetizing. @@.yogi; Let us thank [[Annelise Schmidt]] for those lovely words!@@<</linkappend>><</linkappend>>

I remember those days like it was yesterday. I was always the first kid to arrive at school and leaving last. It was a hard time for me but the school was my safe place. This didn't go unnoticed by my biology teacher Mrs. Schmidt. She built up a connection with me and supported me during that time. She piqued my interest in plants and took me to greenhouses and on hikes in the woods. Thanks to her, my condition had gotten better and I was able to cope. She motivated me to go study and I even got a diploma in bio-engineering. We still have a strong bond and I am endlessly grateful for everything she's done for me. Let me compose an adequate [[response]].

The bus arrives. Billy and I enter quietly, as he is still looking through his newspaper. A group of five young girls, around six years old enter too, followed by their teacher. They seem very excited. One of the girls, the one with the brown curly hair, she looks so much like what I imagined //her// to look like. I miss her so much. It still hurts so bad. Even though I have never met her. I would have played so many games with her, we would have played hide and seek in the nearby woods. We could have crafted a treehouse together and spend there our summer evenings. I would have been the best big brother she could have imagined. And I would be so proud. If only she met me. Or our mother. Everything would have been so different. [img[images\rinat.png]] A tap on my shoulder brings me back from my thoughts. The bus stops at the stop close to our building. The girls and their teacher left long ago. "Why so thoughtful today? Were you also wondering how fast our latest research could wipe out those little girls from rearlier? I'm just kidding of course. Don't wanna go back to jail." Billy says. I just shake my head shortly, I'm not in the mood for his shenanigans. We walk quietly and enter the [[building]] using our badges.

[img[images\building.png]] In this gigantic, sterile building completely made of grey concrete we get in line for the security check. The armed men take off our jackets and bags as we walk through the scanner. We're free to enter. We make our way by the reception towards the elevator and go to the basement. We're finally here. I take the door [[to the right]]. [[to the left, joining Billy]]. [[to the outside and go back home]].

"Hallo Annelise, Mir geht es bestens, vielen Dank! Ich bin so in meine Arbeit vertieft, dass ich komplett vergessen habe, mich bei dir zu melden. Ich bin so froh, dass du mich auf diese Stelle aufmerksam gemacht hast - es macht mir total Spass! Meine Chefin, Emilia Torres, ist sehr sympathisch und hat mich sofort akzeptiert. Sie hat sich auch dafür eingesetzt, dass ich eine sichere Umgebung habe, in der ich stabil sein kann. Desweiteren habe ich einen super Arbeitskollegen, der zugleich mein Nachbar ist. Wir verstehen uns sehr gut und der Austausch mit ihm ist extrem bereichernd. Und all dies habe ich vor allem dir zu verdanken! Ui, deine Erdbeeren sehen nicht gerade glücklich aus. Die sollten lieber etwas mehr Schatten bekommen... Liebe Grüsse, [[Rinat]]"

[img[images\totheright.png]] I enter my own workspace; my personal laboratory. It's much larger and brighter than the laboratory next door. My vials, test tubes and utensils are all sterilized and nice and tidy. @@.sam; Nice tiddy.@@ My blue strawberry samples are looking very fresh and vitalized. This is the fifth week I haven't watered them. There is another batch of specimen in the back, in an isolated dark corner. I always need assistance when I enter that corner... I hear soft wheezing. @@.chris; N-no...@@ @@.mayve; Don't worry Chris. It's Mayve. I am here. [[Turn around]], we are here.@@

Billy gives me a confused look. "Why are you coming in here?" "I just wanted to make sure you wouldn't pass out again after entering your laboratory. Guess you're good now." It is slightly messy in here. He has a lot of stuff that looks unrelated to his research. @@.sam; No shit Sherlock, those big breasted female figurines sure don't look like they belong in here. Also what's up with the "INFECT HUMANITY AND KILL ALL" and "DEATH TO HUMANITY" posters?!@@ Maybe he is working on infection control. Maybe we don't think about this anymore and close the door behind us and go [[to the right]].

"Hello Rinat! No... That childlike demeanour... It's Chris, isn't it? I will put my hand on your shoulder and guide you towards a brighter spot." @@.chris;Mommy!@@ @@.sam; She is a mami indeed... hrr...@@ "Look here." She shows me a picture of a drawing on her phone. "My daughter made this yesterday. It's a firefly! They only come out at night, where you can see their pretty glow. Sometimes the dark brings us nice things!" I grab the phone and stare at it for a while. @@.yogi; "This is so lovely! Thank you for showing me this!" @@ Chris' presence has weakened. I feel better now. "Misses Torres, thank you for always looking out for me." I say, looking directly into the dark brown eyes of this good looking woman in front of me. Her long, dark hair swings with every energetic move of hers. "It's my job." She laughs and takes the specimen out of the dark room. "I came by to check up on your progress on the [[samples]]."

That's right. I was going to report my newest findings. "Miss Torres, I may be onto something. The specimen have survived five weeks without water. It is very interesting, how well they have developed, surviving only on the humidity of the air in this laboratory." She nods very excitedly. "That's great, Rinat! Continue modifying the environmental conditions and report back to me. We're on the right path." "@@.sam;Yes misses boss chica!@@" Sam! That was so inappropriate! Emilia Torres, my boss, starts blushing a little bit. Oh no, is she upset? She leaves my laboratory. "I am awaiting your results. Good bye." "@@.sam;But she's totally hot man! I love me some latina booty.@@" Should I punch myself now or was the embarassment of earlier enough of a punishment already? @@.yogi; It's such a lovely start to the day with a charming lady! Why don't we relax a little, dear?@@ I shake my head in an attempt to shut everyone up and [[continue analysing my berries]].

Alright. I need to check the results of the berries from the dark room now. "@@.sam; Ohh her soft hands touched these. I wish she touched my non-soft-@@" That's enough! I [[punch]] my own arm as a warning.

I hear glass shattering. Oh no, it's the vial that was next to me! I accidentally hit it with my arm when I punched myself. The glass shatter starts echoing in my head. The glass is shattering just like back then. Another one shattering. Why am I seeing these images from my past? Shattering and shrill screams. Those are my screams! I was just six when this happened... ...My father keeps smashing more plates. Make the shattering stop! STOP! NO! All I wanted to do was make Mama happy! Why are you throwing these plates around! I just want her to stop being so sad about little sis! I know little sis went to sleep forever after she came out of her belly but I am not sleeping! Mama please help me! Father is hitting me! That's right. This is where Chris had manifested himself. My brain tried to protect me from the constant trauma I had to go through, and hid the scared defenseless child behind a wall of amnesia. That child is Chris. He shows himself when I face certain triggers. This child needed comfort. In those awful times of abuse, my pet rat was able to give me exactly that. Sadly one day my pet rat passed away, but then I created my protector personality Mayve and gave her the form of my [[beloved rat.|Thankfully I have Mayve to protect us all.]] <<set $possibilityToFindASolution = 0>>

I can't do that, I will get fired! Which one of you was that? @@.sam; It wasn't me, why are you thinking in my direction?!@@ I go back into the [[building]].

Really interesting discoveries that I just made. With my newly won knowledge, I could really change the world. [[The possibilities are endless...]]

Finally I can concentrate again. I have to go over the analysis: <<if visited("first batch")>>The berries seem to have fascinating water properties.<<else>>[[check first batch|first batch]]<<endif>> <<if visited("check outsourced reports")>>The relaxing effect is remarkable. It could be exploited.<<else>>[[check outsourced reports]]<<endif>> <<if visited("specimen from dark room")>>Darkness limits the plant growth.<<else>>[[check specimen from dark room|specimen from dark room]]<<endif>> I pick up the remains of the vial I dropped earlier. <<if visited("centrifuge sample")>>The analysis of the sample composition suggests high nutritional values.<<else>>[[centrifuge sample]]<<endif>> <<if visited("frozen samples")>>The berries resist colt temperatures.<<else>>[[frozen samples]]<<endif>> <<if visited("pH value")>>The color is blue because of the berries specific pH value.<<else>>[[pH value]]<<endif>> <<if $watering && $animalTest>>[[That's enough analyzing.]]<<endif>>

I have so many ideas! I should hurry and tell [[Mrs. Torres|talk to boss]] about it already! @@.mayve; You could do so many more things. Think about it. You could also [[share this with Billy|You could be straightforward and tell others about it.]] and see what he thinks about it. Or you could look further into the [[relaxing component|medical research]] that you just discovered. And don't forget about the NASA add in the newspapers today. Probably they are exactly [[looking for an invention|call NASA]] like you have just found! But don't act so hastily and choose wisely. There is a lot at stake now.@@

<<set $watering = true>> <<set $possibilityToFindASolution +=1>> These blue strawberries haven't been watered in five weeks, but they keep growing. One batch of them was in an isolated box without any humidity. They are self sufficient and don't need any moisture at all. @@.sam;Tha fuck. We could produce a whole load of these berries and sell them without having to care for their growth at all! Gimme that money!@@ [[back|Thankfully I have Mayve to protect us all.]]

<<set $animalTest = true>> <<set $possibilityToFindASolution +=1>> The reports from the lab with animal tests are back. Surprisingly, the rats are more relaxed when they are fed only with the strawberries. @@.hshadow;Sedate the world!@@ [[back|Thankfully I have Mayve to protect us all.]]

I examine the samples from the dark room. They were drying up but being exposed to the light for such a short time already revitalized them. <<linkreplace "I could look into the spezifications of the light.">><<set $lightConditions = true>>It seems that only UV-light is important for their wellbeing.<</linkreplace>> [[back|Thankfully I have Mayve to protect us all.]]

<<set $nutritionValue = true>> <<set $possibilityToFindASolution +=1>> @@.sam;HAHA centriFUCK!@@ Hmm. They are a great source of nutrition and water. Their nutritional value is exceptional. They grow in the most extreme circumstances. They could feed anyone in this world... [[back|Thankfully I have Mayve to protect us all.]]

<<set $freezeResistance = true>> <<set $possibilityToFindASolution +=1>> They are freeze resistant, taken from my last batch of specimen in extreme cold. [[back|Thankfully I have Mayve to protect us all.]]

<<set $colorProperty = true>> <<set $possibilityToFindASolution +=1>> I also found out why they are blue: The anthocyanins, which give color to the strawberries, have a different pH value. The molecular composition also slightly differs from other strawberries. [[back|Thankfully I have Mayve to protect us all.]]

UNBERRYVABLE STORY [img[images\startscreen.png]] [[Start game|daily routine]]

I managed to find alot of information! The internet is still a good thing, and it looks like this little hint will be the key and the solution to many <<linkappend "problems.">> There are many medications that relax somatic muscles through central mechanisms, and the past few years compounds have been found whose muscle relaxant effect specifically affects the reticular formation of the brain and spinal mono- and polysynaptic reflexes. These combinations are quite effective in operations and in small doses can eliminate the increased tone of the voluntary muscles, without significant impairment of the motor <<linkappend "muscles.">> Yes .. these technologies are effective against rheumatic diseases, which are accompanied by skeletal muscle spasms, but nothing goes without consequences. Any interference with the nervous system can lead to abnormalities that are <<linkappend "critical.">> From my first tests it became clear that the substance acts on the nervous system of the brain, but it does not block the main flow of neurons, it simply slows it down. With the slowdown of such processes and in the absence of irritants, the body has more opportunities to use its own resources for <<linkappend "regeneration.">> THIS IS A BREAKTHROUGH !!! @@.sam;Some kind of bullshit ... and are we really going to waste your time on this??@@ You will understand everything later, and now I should find enough material and do more tests for the [[internet publication]]. This data will certainly be useful for the scientific community. <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>>

It has been several days since I published my article in an open forum, but there is neither an answer nor a reaction. @@.sam;You see, nobody needs it, it's just a waste of time.@@ Maybe you are right, Sam. I sit down at my desk and open my emailBox. In addition to the usual spam from our marketing center, one letter stood out against the background. I wanted to open it, but at that moment Emilia Torres comes into my <<linkappend "laboratory:">> "I did not know that you conducted third-party studies, especially in the field of medicine. This, of course, is not our profile, but you have attracted the attention of the state formceptic company. They offered us funding to continue your research. In order to approve funding, they need your full research, not a simple excerpt from an online article." she <<linkappend "says.">> "Really?!" I say in excitment. @@.yogi;This is such great news!@@ "Now this work is a priority. Keep doing what you have done, just remember to send me a report." Mrs. Torres says, without further discussion. @@.sam;"Bitch asks for reports."@@ "What?!" "Of course I will send you the whole documentation as I finish." I say, hoping that she already forgot Sam's inadequate comment. "Okay, get back to work then." Misses Torres says as she is leaving my <<linkappend "lab.">> The door closes. @@.yogi;This is so lovely!@@ @@.sam;I wouldn’t be so happy. Better read the letter. Let’s see what kind of idiots are interested in your soul.@@ "Wow! LFD! I followed their research! A fairly popular community of scientists. This is a completely different level. With their capabilities and equipment, so much can be done!" I say enthusiastically in an empty laboratory. But what can be done? I already have everything I need. @@.sam;Read that fucking mail to the end!@@ Okay Sam, I read. Looks like they are offering me a job. The contract they offer is not bad. Oh, let's see: Complete freedom, seriously!? So, consultants, ownership of developments and a contract for that kind of <<linkappend "money?!">> And what should I do with their proposal now? I can’t just change jobs, especially when the state offers financing. @@.mayve;But it is not approved yet.@@ Mayve, you're right. Until I have provided a full report to Mrs. Torres, there is still the opportunity to consider the proposal from LFD. But is it worth risking everything that I have now? @@.mayve;You yourself know what is better for you.@@ I guess I should [[stay in the usual workplace]] and send a full report to Mrs. Torres or is it worth the risk and try to [[give a fresh start to my career]]? <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>>

Yes, the temptation was great. I hope Mrs. Torres never finds out that I thought about leaving FoodPorn. But when I see my usual workplace, where I have everything at hand and everything is so familiar, I realize that this decision was better for me. I can continue my work without irritants. And, of course, receiving such recognition from such a state-funded organization is very <<linkappend "encouraging.">> Thanks to being noticed, I can fully concentrate on my research. Now I have the opportunity to carefully analyze the data and focus on those little things that I did not have time for. When I get a good result, I need to send it to Mrs. Torres, and now [[I’ll get to work.]] <</linkappend>>

"@@.yogi;Of course, you upset Emilia with your departure. But what can be expected from a good woman, she always treated us with understanding. She even wished us good luck. What a wonderful person she is.@@" Yogi begins. As always, she sees only the best in people. But she is right, she reacted to this with understanding, although it was difficult for her to accept my desire to <<linkappend "leave.">> "I did not want to upset her, but I also could not miss this opportunity." I answer Yogi, looking around that no one sees what I am saying to "myself". "I think that I can do much more in this LFD laboratory." I continue, but already in a whisper. @@.sam;A dumb building.@@ Sam, I don’t think so. Cameras, security, badges, detectors .. I begin to believe in good security. Serious research requires serious protection. @@.sam;Is this sucker our escort or something?@@ I notice a man in robe moving towards <<linkappend "us.">> "Sorry for my delay. Are you Rinat? I was so passionate about testing that I completely lost track of time.” Says the researcher who came up to me with a badge in his hands. @@.yogi;He went away from his work especially for us. How cute!@@ "Yes I'm Rinat." I answer him. “Then, let me show you what you have to deal with. It’s sometimes noisy here, but you get used to it quickly, and don’t worry, your new workplace is already prepared and there it is quite calm. So you can immediately get to work after our tour.” He continues to talk while walking. He could probably become my new <<linkappend "colleague.">> @@.chris;The guards here look scary... I don't like them,they are bad people! Chris, the guards must be big and strong. So don't be scared. @@ @@.sam;Ahahahah, their faces are like objects of art. And such grimaces. Masterpiece!@@ Sam, as usual, joked in his usual manner. It’s good that no one hears <<linkappend "it.">> It turns out that the building is quite large inside. “This is your laboratory. If you have got any questions or if you need any more equipment, please contact me.” He says, while opening the door to the lab front of us. He seems to be a really nice person. I take a look at my new laboratory. It looks very similar to my old one, it only has more <<linkappend "space.">> @@.mayve;"Doesn’t it seem strange to you that for all the time he never told us his name? Even on his badge it was not indicated."@@ "Are you talking about an escort?" I ask Mayve and continue: "I by myself sometimes forget to say my own. I think he is alright." @@.mayve;Still, please be careful!@@ [[I will.]] <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>>

I am finally done with analyzing! @@.sam;Not even half a year has passed! Pull your ass outside. I'm tired of looking at these test tubes all day long!@@. I will write my report now. I will publish the article and we can go. I answer Sam quietly. I am not sure that I am allowed to publish anything about these studies, although there were no restrictions and prohibitions. I think that everything should be in order if I just delete the laboratory data and leave a dry excerpt from the text. @@.sam;Freak, can you do it faster?@@ Sam, be patient, I just have to write a couple of sentences. @@.sam;Faster!@@ I finished, it remains to wait how the world will respond to this study and what will happen [[next]].

@@.chris;Alarm clock. Again this alarm clock. Well, why do we need to get up. I still want to sleep!@@ Well what should I do, that is life. We still have work, Chris. Outside the window there is the same familiar picture, only the traffic light is broken and people are behaving so ridiculous. It is funny, I have never paid so much attention to this <<linkappend "before.">> @@.sam;You know what day it is! FUCKING FRIDAY!@@ "And what should I do with this information, Sam?" I ask him. @@.sam;You need to hang out!@@ I sigh and reply: "There is still a lot of work for today, I don’t think there will be time for this." @@.sam;Well, you're a sad piece of shit!@@ As usual, Sam spoke out rudely. @@.yogi;There is enough negativity for today. Let's enjoy the beginning of the weekend!@@ Everything is as usual. The lab is filled with busy people running around and work. Although only there, I feel secure. @@.mayve;Be careful on the way home, I have a bad feeling...@@ Mayve asked me with <<linkappend "concern.">> I leave FoodPorn at 10 p.m. It is clearly dark outside. The boss seemed to bepleased with my report and did not say anything about my article. I think everything is fine. @@.chris;What a heavy rain!@@ Yes Chris, we need to run to this canopy to find shelter, otherwise we will get wet. @@.chris;Jump into the puddle!! @@ As usual, Chris wants to frolic, but still there is no need for this, and I say: "It's still cold outside, if we get wet, we risk of getting sick." @@.sam;Well, I say that he is a sad piece of shit.@@ Sam, do you always need to comment? @@.sam; I need to have some fun sometimes, so <<linkappend "yes!!!">>@@ @@.mayve;Turn around ... They are obviously watching you!@@ Mayve says nervously. @@.sam;I will hit the two of them in the face if they continue to stare at us!@@ Sam, we should not resort to such measures. @@.chris;Oh no, they are coming to us. We must run away from them! They are very close.@@ Chris almost <<linkappend "screamed.">> "What you want from me?" I ask the strangers who get so close. “Please follow us.” demands a one of these strangers. His partner meanwhile made it clear that they have guns. @@.chris;Ahh, they have guns !!!!!@@ Chris screams inside me. Suppressing a lump in my throat, I answer them:“And what if I do not agree? ” “Then we have to resort to other measures." one guy answers. @@.mayve;You better agree to their offer. It is not clear what they can do and how dangerous they are.@@ Mayve tells me, trying to reach my common sense. “Proceed to the car.” The strangers begin to push me towards the black <<linkappend "car.">> @@.sam;What do these cocksuckers need from us?! @@ Sam, I don't know. We all need to control ourselves now. @@.sam;They also put a clown bag on our head. How original! @@ @@.chris;I'm so scared! Get me out of here pleaase!@@ The car goes very silently ... we can only wait and [[hope that everything will be fine]]. <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>>

<<if $fromNASA>> Big room. A table. There are a bunch of screens built into the wall and each of them shows one of the many laboratories. @@.mayve;Try to stay calm.@@ Mayve, don’t even try to restrain my emotions. What is happening <<linkappend "here?">> “I apologize for this circus, but nowadays sometimes there is a need for this. I hope my staff didn’t scare you.” An unfamiliar voice says behind me. @@.sam;“Are you talking about them? They were so kind, you have no idea!” @@ Sam's statement rings across the room in an attempt to defuse the <<linkappend "situation.">> The man decides to show himself. He stands almost in front of me. His costume is quite expensive. I recognize him, he is the main representative of LFD. His face appears a lot in public. While I am thinking about it, he says: “You have a good sense of humor. Perhaps you have already managed to draw conclusions about our organization, do you want to share your <<linkappend "guesses?">>” “Given that there are a lot of armed guards, and what I saw here makes me think that your company is just a cover. From what I could gather during my ride, I think that you’re actually develop and distribute drugs. And all these studies and the big names of scientists, this is a cover for the public." I share my findings with the representative of <<linkappend "LFD.">>” “You are a very smart person and it is amazing how you made such conclusions in such a short time.” Making me a kind of compliment, he continues:" We are a non-profit organization that helps many scientists in their development. And we really made a huge contribution to the development of many industries. That was at the very beginning, but this industry requires significant funding. And as you know, with the Detroit economy, it is impossible to provide the necessary resources without putting others at risk. Therefore, I had to find an <<linkappend "alternative.">>" “And your alternative was developing drugs. It is clear to me, but what do you want from me?” I ask him. @@.chris; I'm really, really scared... I want to go home! NOW!@@ Chris, I will try to do my best... But we must listen to him to the end. “I want to offer you a job. You can work as before, you can use our equipment. All for the same purpose, but sometimes you have to do something for another market. Just..." “You suggest me to create drugs?” I interrupt his speech. “You can call it like that or "develop a medicament that affects the nervous system". That sounds better, doesn't it?” He replies with a hint of a <<linkappend "smirk.">> @@.sam;"Sounds like the same crap."@@ Sam bursts out again. “I understand that you are stressed, and making such a decision is quite difficult. But still I will ask you TO DO IT IN THE RIGHT DIRECTION”. My thoughts, oh my god... My thoughts... I can’t think... I can’t decide right now... It is getting dark in front of my eyes... Something is trying to take my place. Should I [[agree]] or [[refuse]] the offer? <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <<else>> Big room. A table. There are a bunch of screens built into the wall and each of them shows one of the many laboratories. @@.mayve;Try to stay calm.@@ Mayve, don’t even try to restrain my emotions. What is happening <<linkappend "here?">> “I apologize for this circus, but nowadays sometimes there is a need for this. I hope my staff didn’t scare you.” An unfamiliar voice says behind me. @@.sam;“Are you talking about them? They were so kind, you have no idea!” @@ Sam's statement rings across the room in an attempt to defuse the <<linkappend "situation.">> The man decides to show himself. He stands almost in front of me. His costume is quite expensive. I recognize him, he is the main representative of LFD. His face appears a lot in public. While I am thinking about it, he says: “You have a good sense of humor. Perhaps you have already managed to draw conclusions about our organization, do you want to share your <<linkappend "guesses?">>” “Given that there are a lot of armed guards, and what I saw here makes me think that your company is just a cover. Most likely, you are directed to a completely different market. I dare to suggest that it is locally suitable for the development and distribution of drugs. And all these studies and the big names of scientists, this is a cover for the public." I share my findings with the representative of <<linkappend "LFD.">>” “You are a very smart person and it is amazing how you made such conclusions in such a short time.” Making me a kind of compliment, he continues:" We are a non-profit organization that helps many scientists in their development. And we really made a huge contribution to the development of many industries. That was at the very beginning, but this industry requires significant funding. And as you know, with the Detroit economy, it is impossible to provide the necessary resources without putting others at risk. Therefore, I had to find an <<linkappend "alternative.">>" “And your alternative was developing drugs. It is clear to me, but what do you want from me?” I ask him. @@.chris; I'm really, really scared... I want to go home! NOW!@@ Chris, I will try to do my best... But we must listen to him to the end. “I want to offer you a job. You can work as before, you can use our equipment. All for the same purpose, but sometimes you have to do something for another market. Just..." “You suggest me to create drugs?” I interrupt his speech. “You can call it like that or "develop a medicament that affects the nervous system". That sounds better, doesn't it?” He replies with a hint of a <<linkappend "smirk.">> @@.sam;"Sounds like the same crap."@@ Sam bursts out again. “I understand that you are stressed, and making such a decision is quite difficult. But still I will ask you TO DO IT IN THE RIGHT DIRECTION”. My thoughts, oh my god... My thoughts... I can’t think... I can’t decide right now... It is getting dark in front of my eyes... Something is trying to take my place. Should I [[agree]] or [[refuse]] the offer? <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <</if>>

Again my papers are out of place. Who constantly moves them around? @@.mayve;"Doesn’t it seem strange to you that not none of the other employees, except you, has a name and position on the badge? And there are too many armed guards here."@@ Mayve adds. I think and answer:"Perhaps this is strange, and there are not as many researchers as I thought before." @@.sam;Even I already realized that something is wrong here.@@ Sam, you seem the smartest here. Can you be silent? @@.mayve;We need to inspect this building better and find out what is happening in the neighboring laboratories.@@ Yes Mayve, I agree with you. It's time to look <<linkappend "around.">> This is strange. For some reason, my badge does not work, although they told me that I have full access to all the blocks of this building. How should I open this door? @@.yogi;I think you can just turn the knob.@@ You are very observant, Yogi. Interestingly, it really workes. @@.sam;"Fuck my mom in the ass!!! Ooohh Yeee !! If we smoke all this grass, it will be possible to fly into space"@@ Sam exclaimed when he sees what was behind the closed <<linkappend "door.">> This cannot be true. LFD is a serious company that develops and promotes developments in the world for good purposes. Perhaps this is necessary for some research. “Please come with us.” Оne of the guards tells me, most likely responding to the loud exclamations of Sam. I did not notice how they approached <<linkappend "me.">> The guard continues: “Our boss wants to talk to you.” “I won’t go anywhere until you explain me what is going on in here!” I shout at them in anger. @@.sam;Oh, they took our hands, it seems we will dance a waltz. Sounds like the beginning of a romantic story.@@ Sam's sarcastic statement echoed in my <<linkappend "head.">> "Do not touch me! I can go by myself... Well, lead me to your boss." I say it almost in a rage. We go, and all I want to know is what is happening here and. I just [[hope that everything will be fine]]. <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>>

@@.hshadow;"I agree to your offer."@@ That was not me who said it. This something, has replaced me, now I can observe only from the side. But this also becomes difficult. It is HE...H! H, also known as the shadow monster, has been in me all these years, but he never showed up. It seems that he just sat and waited for his time. Now he has escaped from the depths of my soul. I restrained him, but now it is impossible. H mastered my <<linkappend "body...">> “You made the right decision.” The representative of LFD answers with a smile. @@.hshadow;“Your proposal sounds very tempting, but of course, I count on my share of your so-called financing.”@@ H answers as if he had always been me. “I see that you know very well how the business works. Of course you will receive your reward, but so far I can’t trust you, so the guard will follow you. Do you understand my <<linkappend "fears?">>” @@.hshadow;“Ahaha, well, I will not mind the campaign. I hope they know how to rub the back with a washcloth. But no kidding. I need timelines and more information about what you want me to provide.”@@ As H says this, he seems to already know what he will do. "In general, what you have done to this day is very suitable for us. Only some changes are needed. Try to make your relaxant also influence the production of the hormones of happiness. This order has been received recently and is paid very well." He <<linkappend "explains.">> @@.hshadow;"I understood. Here, in general, is nothing difficult. I need only more mice for testing. Is it possible to deliver them to my laboratory today?"@@ “Of course, everything will be done for your comfortable stay here.” He assures.@@.hshadow;"Then I want to immediately start developing this [[drug of happiness]]"@@ <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>>

@@.mayve; Rinat! Don't lose consciousness! Put yourself together!@@ Mayve's voice brings me back to reality. “Are you sure of your decision?” The LFD representative says this, clearly owning the whole situation. @@.chris;We need to escape. Hide, hide, hide. House, house. Home. "I WANT TO GO HOME!!!“@@ Chris's words squeal in the room. “I can't guarantee you get home today. However, I still need your answer.” His smile widens. This man is clearly not going to let me go <<linkappend "alive.">> @@.sam;Vo-in-in .. Walking meat decided to point his gun at us!@@ Sam .. I can see that without you. It's getting dark in front of my eyes. I can not see anything. How dark. I don’t hear anything. What is happening? Wait... I'm starting to hear something. These voices tear my head apart. “This laboratory rat could not stand it and turned off. Although he did not shit in his pants.” It looks like one of the guards said <<linkappend "it.">> @@.mayve;Rinat, wake up!! Can you hear us?@@ Mayve, where am I? @@.mayve;You've fainted. You are at their first aid post.@@ My head hurts terribly... What should we do <<linkappend "now?">> @@.chris;This is our chance, we [[need to run!]]@@ @@.mayve; No, not now, it’s better to agree to their terms and fulfill what they asked for. You should [[stay here.]]@@ <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>>

Nevertheless, we better get out of here, but my head hurts so badly. @@.chris; Home, Home, Home...@@ Chris, I hear you. Give me a minute to recover and look around. There is nobody near the door. We must go to the next corridor and find a way out. Where are all the <<linkappend "guards?" >> @@.chris; Home, Home, Home ...We need to go home. NOW!!@@ Chris, stop it! Phone? They have a phone somewhere... I never saw it... @@.chris; Call the police !! I want them to take us! Mom always said the police are our friends! They will save us!@@ Good ... I'm calling <<linkappend "them." >> Before I could pick up the phone and dial the number, the representative of LFD, accompanied by four guards, suddenly appears. He says:“It seems, and to my deep regret, that you are a very stupid person. It is amazing how in the minds of such outstanding people there is no room for common <<linkappend "sense." >>” @@.chris; No! No! Nooo! “Don't kill us!” @@ Screeches Chris who is in power. “I'm afraid you left me no choice, Rinat. Get him out of the corridor. I don’t want to spend money on cleaning the walls later <<linkappend "on." >>” Room... There is almost no light... On the floor is some kind of plastic box, the size of which roughly about my <linkappend "height." >> Is this really the end? <<timed 2s>>Yes.<</timed>><<timed 5s>>Yes it is.<</timed>> <<timed 6s>>So stupid and predictable. <</timed>><<timed 8s>>But this is really the end.<</timed>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>>

@@.mayve;You can’t do stupid things now. When they arrive, you must tell them that you are ready to work for them. Focus on me and my voice. Everything will be fine. Everything will be fine. Can you hear me? @@ Mayve... I can hear you. @@.mayve;They are coming <<linkappend "back!" >> @@ The door to the room opens and the LFD representative enters. He waves to the guard, possibly noting for them that everything is fine and says:“Unfortunately, the conversation broke off for obvious reasons. You can talk <<linkappend "now." >>” Fear is stuck in my throat, but the voice of reason bursts out before I could even think: "I agree." I hear myself saying. The answer from the man in the suit comes instantly: “You agree. Fine! Why can't any of them ever start with this part where they agree. You have made the right <<linkappend "choice." >> I will give you some time to recover, and after that the guards will take you to your laboratory. Unfortunately, because of the situation that has happened, I cannot allow you to leave the territory of this scientific complex anymore. I ask you to take this into account. We have a bedroom for such cases. When you are finished with work, the security will guide you there.” He says and leaves the room <<linkappend "immediately." >> I am a hostage now. @@.mayve;A hostage, but at least alive. As long as they need you, they won’t hurt <<linkappend "you." >>@@ Mayve, what am I supposed to do now? @@.mayve;There is nothing left but to follow their instructions and to do what they ask for. Perhaps we will once have a chance to escape from here.@@ You’re right. We need to go [[back to the laboratory]]. WHY IS THIS CRAP YELLOW? <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>>

I don't know how many days have passed, but they are putting pressure on me... They want my results right now. I am not ready to give them anything. I have not done enough tests yet. I do not know how the drug will manifest itself if it enters into a reaction with other substances in the human body. I need more <<linkappend "time!">> @@.mayve; I know the risk is big, but we can fix it all later. @@ Mayve, I can't do that! "You do not understand that this goes against all the rules of checks! The drug is not ready. I don’t know what the side effects will be.” I tell the guard who comes by to fetch my <<linkappend "research.">> “Do you want documents to be taken from you by force?” This animal without a name clearly wants to have fun, and my torment only amuses him. @@.sam; "Or maybe, instead of getting me, put your head in the ass. Whose I don’t know, but you’ll obviously come up with something"@@ Sam, as usual, blurts out his displeasure at the most inopportune moment. “Sorry. My nerves are out of order. “ I try to smooth out the previous statement of <<linkappend "Sam.">> “I still have the patience to ask you in a good way, but now my colleagues already clearly want to get rid of the accumulated stress. ” I have no choice... I have to [[give them the unfinished product]]! <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>>

This is a catastrophe! A catastrophe with an incredible extent. @@.sam;Well, think. These mice just turned into smurfs!@@ Sam,this is not funny... If this happens to mice in two weeks, I don't want to imagine what it does to human bodies. I need to see the news. @@.sam;”Hey thug! Yes! I mean you at the door. I'm talking to you! Bring me the TV!”@@ It looks like Sam realized that it’s impossible to reach the guard in any other way. Thanks <<linkappend "Sam.">> The door opens and one of the guards I knew already says:“Tired of your tests? Want to see how real people live? Ahaha!” @@.sam;"I did not ask for your opinion. Bring me the TV! Now!"@@ Everything is very <<linkappend "bad.">> They talk about a disease that causes a gradual blue skin and with a complete diffusion it paralyzes a person and one falls into a coma. They think it is some kind of chemical weapon. I know ... it is my fault. These people suffer only because of me. @@.mayve;We can still fix it!@@ @@.sam;What is there to fix? These morons are jerks themselves hooked on this synthetic shit. Addicts are everywhere and it's their choice. I see no reason to strain myself for these idiots.@@ Should I [[Take responsibility and try to find a solution?]] or should [[I take care of myself?]] <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>>

No. You're wrong Sam, I can fix it. @@.sam;"If everything ends in shit, then I wanna state here that I have warned you."@@ I missed something in this <<linkappend "formula.">> If I find the missing component and neutralize the effect of toxins.... But arguing by the fact that the skin and even the eyes of the animals change color, this indicates that when it enters the blood, the substance accumulates there, and does not come out like all other toxins through the pores. The human body is the right environment for everything, and when mutation-prone cells enter the organs that produce blood... <<linkappend "I understood!!!">> @@.sam;What for Christs sake do you understand? No fucking thing is clear!@@ @@.mayve;"Let him work." @@ Mayve says, trying to stop Sam <<linkappend "rush.">> It works ! If you increase the alkaline environment, then during the reaction with the acids of the body, the alkali will enter the reaction and dissolve in the gastric juice, which completely neutralizes the side effects of the drug. @@.mayve;"What will you do next?"@@ Mayve <<linkappend "asks.">> I don’t know yet. If the reaction on the mice is successful, then everything works. And then... This is a good question ... People who took this drug have already suffered and perhaps these transformation processes cannot be stopped. But if they send the drug into production on this composition, the mass transformation of people will stop. Perhaps later, I can find a solution to how to neutralize the side effects of people already affected by this. I will find an antidote, but now I need to talk to the mafia <<linkappend "boss.">> @@.mayve;Are you sure?@@ [[Yes I am!]] [[No, not really.]] <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>>

@@.mayve; But you can't ... @@ @@.sam; What have they done for us? I’d better think about what will happen to us. Now everything is calm, but it’s a matter of time when they don’t need us and these mafia fuckers just kill us. @@ I dont <<linkappend "know...">> @@.sam; For all this time, no one remembered you. All you have is us and I want to live. @@ But these people ... They don't deserve it... It's my fault. @@.sam; Even if it’s yours, I have already said that these drug addicts themselves are to blame for what is happening to them. But I suggest getting out of here until we get attention. We are on guard with you, so you can get out at least through the main door. @@ I don’t know what to do ... This is such a heavy burden to <<linkappend "me.">> @@.sam; He does not know what to do, but how to work for them, he knew. @@ @@.mayve; Rinat, it wasn’t you ... We know that. Don't listen to him, he's just scared. @@ @@.sam; Frightened to shit, and I suggest escaping from here while there is an opportunity. @@ But, these people.. If I leave it as it <<linkappend "is?">> @@.sam; Rag! Yes you have already decided. There will be no happy ending. Everything is already shit. So make this ass not to drag us to the bottom! @@ @@.mayve; Rinat... You have to get over it. It’s not your fault! @@ I need to think things <<linkappend "over.">> @@.sam; But what do you want to overhink? You are still going to ditch us. Fuck you! I will propose a solution where we can still stay alive! What can you do here? Right, nothing!@@ Please. Let us think! [[Listen to Sam]] [[Ask them to leave you alone to think.]] <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>>

@@.hshadow;People are such mercantile and stupid creatures. Everyone in everything and everywhere pursues his own interests. They play, pretend that they understand something in this life. How naive they <<linkappend "are.">>@@ The door to the laboratory opens and one of the guards I know says: “Rinat, the boss asks you to finish your product now. The deadlines are still running out and the product is promised to customers in a week!” @@.hshadow;“Yes, I have already finished. Tell him that I will bring the formula and analogues a little later today.”@@ H answers without paying attention to him the <<linkappend "guard.">> The attention of the guard is attracted by mice gifted with incredible fury. He asks: “What is it with your mice?” @@.hshadow;“Ahh... you're talking about those."@@ Says H while pointing at the cage with the mice. @@.hshadow;"These are my gladiatorial fights. Would you like to have a look? Pretty interesting sight.”@@ H says, honoring the guard with his <<linkappend "attention.">> The guard wanted to object, but could not and notes: “Some of them are quite aggressive. All with fresh, bleeding wounds. Pretty unusual. I never saw them behaving like that. The battle is not for life, but for death.” @@.hshadow;“That's what happens, my dear, if you let two males be in one cage for a long <<linkappend "time.">>”@@ "I understand this hint. I will leave. But it is better not to postpone the meeting with the boss. You know, he really doesn't like to wait.” Noting this, the guard went to the door to return to his workplace. @@.hshadow;“He has no choice. He will have to wait for me.”@@ A smile spreads across my <<linkappend "face.">> I look into the cage where one of the mice was lifeless, but from fresh wounds, the blood still continuing to ooze. It makes me tell myself:@@.hshadow;"All creatures are so funny. Give them some ephemeral happiness, and after that they don’t know how to live on. It all comes down to destruction. However, it is very beautiful. And now it is [[time to give these rats that call themselves humans what they need.]]"@@ <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>>

@@.mayve;"You understand that it can not last any longer like this. Because of you, because of us, these people will die!"@@ Says Mayve to H with concern, finally breaking out into the light. @@.hshadow;"And why should this bother me. There will be fewer rats in the world. Although I still can’t get rid of you. You are painfully annoying and tenacious."@@ @@.mayve;"You lose your position if you can no longer interfere with me. And where I am, there is also Rinat. It has always been that way. So stop it all and go where you belong. Rinat does not need this. You expose him to @@"<<linkappend "danger.">> @@.hshadow;“And I think differently. He never had the strength. I am him. I am what he refused to accept and buried in his depths. He needs me and what I do now is for all of us. I fulfill his desire. These useless lives are worthless, I just help this world finally get rid of this ballast."@@ @@.mayve;"You have no right to decide for <<linkappend "him.">>"@@ @@.hshadow;"And this is not the truth, and you know it for yourself, you simply do not want to accept it. Rinat himself gave me this freedom. He allowed me to take control of this body."@@ @@.mayve;"I don’t believe you, he wouldn't have been able do that."@@ @@.hshadow;"You can check it yourself. I will give you the opportunity to talk with him. Try to reach out to him, but believe me, he won't want to talk to you. He is tired of all this... <<linkappend "Of us.">>"@@ @@.mayve;Rinat. Please, listen to me. We need you bow even more... This world needs you. Don't let him take over your body. Please find strength in yourself. You have to <<linkappend "fight.">>@@ @@.hshadow;"Ahah, you think he will respond to this. Looks like you don’t know him at all.[[It is useless, he will not answer.]]"@@ @@.mayve;[[Rinat you can’t leave it like that]]. Get out of this darkness! You can. You can do this!@@ <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>>

My head hurts. I don’t understand where I am and what I’m doing here. "Mayve, where am I?" @@.mayve; "You are in the building of the private laboratory of LFD. Do you remember anything?"@@Mayve asks me worried. "I remember the room and the conversation with the man ... Everything is in a fog" I <<linkappend "say.">> @@.mayve;"Focus. You need to remember everything. You need to clear this fog. You need to see what he is hiding. Get yourself together!"@@ "I... I... I see some pictures. I am not sure what it is... A laboratory ... а lot of mice. A lot of lifeless bodies of mice. God, is it really me? Is this really all my work? What will happen to the people? I am a monster!" I say. The memories make me feel <<linkappend "bad.">> Seeing how bad I feel, Mayve tries to calm me down: @@.mayve;"It was not you. Your body was controlled by pain, anger, doubts that have been building up all these years. H took control of your body when you were weak, but you caught up, and we can still fix everything. You just need to understand how. And only you can do <<linkappend "it.">>"@@ Almost in panic, I say: "What can I do? If I leave this as it is... This place... This laboratory. They will continue anyway. And there will be more deaths to come!" @@.mayve;You must not succumb to fear. Listen to me!@@ As I hear this I get full of indignation and object to Mayve: "Why should I always listen to someone! Why can't I decide on my own for <<linkappend "once?!">>" @@.mayve;"You're right. Listen to yourself, look into your deep inner and make a decision that you will consider to be right. I will be here. Here with you."@@ Perhaps I should calm down and ask [[Mayve for help]], but I want to [[decide for myself what to do]]. <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>>

@@.hshadow;"You see. He is too weak. He has no place in the world." @@ States H. Mayve argues:@@.mayve;"You will kill us!"@@ @@.hshadow;"We never existed. Why are you a stupid rat, make me repeat myself. Now go away. I am terribly tired of you."@@ Hisses <<linkappend "H.">> @@.hshadow;However, I still want someone to acknowledge my triumph. All great things need recognition.I think Sam, although not the most intelligent personality of Rinat, will be able to understand what is happening here.@@ H continues and forces Sam to <<linkappend "arrive:">> @@.sam;"Fuck! The psychopath decided to have a pet. Do you think I will be a good pet for you? Fuck no! Have fun as you like, but without me!"@@ Exclaims Sam indignantly on how unprincipled H forced him to appear. @@.hshadow;"I did not call you to argue with you." @@ H barks ignorantly. Sam answers sarcasticly:@@.sam;"The monster shows sympathy. I can't believe!"@@ H <<linkappend "replies:">> @@.hshadow;"It may be. I decided to be a little kind today. Rinat never underestimated you. I want to give you a little freedom, which you and all of us have lacked all these years."@@ @@.sam;"I don’t believe you and I will never believe what you say, but I'm tired. Tired of all these labs! I want to go outside and see the world!"@@ @@.hshadow;"So be it, I will [[let you go outside.]]"@@ <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>>

Ok, help me. I still have not recovered from what I have seen, for the time that I was not conscious and in <<linkappend "control.">> @@.mayve;Almost everyone is afraid of you now, but they are not restricting you at all. You should escape from this laboratory as soon as possible. It is possible to do it, but it is also risky because H prefers to stay here. There is a computer in the office. On the flash drive lying on the table, there is all the information. Names, supplies, addresses, sponsors. If you publish this information, it will bring down their entire system. There is also a formula that alleviates the effects of an overdose.@@ <<linkappend "Okay.">> I get it. Where is the computer? Ah, I remember now. Is the password still the same? @@.mayve;Yes it is.@@ I head into the office, where the computer is still standing in its spot. The data is loading. And what will happen to <<linkappend "us?">> @@.mayve;I don’t know. It depends on who will see this information first, but we better try to hide for a while.@@ THE END. <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>>

I'm angry. For everything that happens here. For these manipulations and threats. I want everything to burn down in here! I am disgusted by the very idea that I was involved in such an organization and played with such enthusiasm according to their rules. I am angry! At myself, that I am so weak, at everything that surrounds me. I don’t want anything to be left in <<linkappend "here.">> @@.mayve;"What do you want to do?"@@ Mayve askes me with concern. With a spark of madness in my eyes I answer: "I'll arrange an arson." @@.mayve;And how it will help us and the affected people?@@ "During a fire, they will no longer take care of me. We can escape from here. If we turn off their fire system, then in just 10 minutes, the whole building will be in flames. They will have to evacuate everyone. Police, ambulance and firefighters will arrive here. They will certainly begin an investigation. If not, I will give them a reason for this. Thus, these people will be responsible for what they have done. They will suffer losses, and will not be able to <<linkappend "recover.">>" <<timed 3s>> "A few weeks have passed since the day when a terrible fire occurred in the main building of the world famous organization LFD. The death toll is unknown today. During the investigation of this fire, it was found that the organization was fully engaged in the development of illegal psychotropic medicaments. Thanks to an anonymous call and transmitted information, the police identified the criminals and put them on the wanted list. The exciting problem of the extraordinary increase in violence and banditry in the country began to be addressed. After a short commercial break, our correspondents will tell you about the weather and sports news. Do not switch. This is Detroit News." THE END. <</timed>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>>

Okay. Maybe you're right. If we have a better chance of survival, then we can try to fix it all. @@.sam; What am I talking about! You can’t help anyone dead! @@ What should I <<linkappend "do?">> @@.sam; The bouncers already know you and let you do a lot. But you yourself know about it.@@ @@.mayve;There is someone at the door!@@ "I'm coming in! Rinat, the boss is asking for you!" My guard says. What should I <<linkappend "answer?">> @@.sam; Answer as if they all already fucked you!@@ “I gave him everything he needed. What is there that he still wants from me?" I ask the guard. He replies: “You'll find out yourself.” “Tell him that I will come when I finish.” I say grumpily. “He doesn’t like this ... He is talking with customers so far, so you have one hour.” The guard <<linkappend "answers.">> @@.sam;We have very little time. Either we're leaving now, or we're stuck here!@@ I need to delete all the documentation of my research that I have done here. @@.mayve;Make a copy for yourself, and then you can delete everything. @@ @@.sam;Faster! I don't want to meet this boss!@@ I am done. What should I do <<linkappend "now?">> @@.sam;Do not take any of the things. Go to the office of this strange boss, do not pay attention to the guard. There is an emergency exit leading to the courtyard. If we can get through, we will be free.@@ And what if they ask me where I'm going? @@.sam;Say you went to grab a coffee. Do I really need to tell you how to lie?@@ I make myself on the way. Indeed, no one is suspecting anything. No, no, no... The guard is coming towards <<linkappend "me.">> @@.sam;Look at him disapprovingly. Like he's a piece of shit!@@ He stops and waves his hand. Should I go further? @@.sam;Go, he most likely is aware that you have a meeting with the boss.@@ It still seems to me that he suspects something. @@.sam;It doesn’t matter. The main thing is that we are already so close to the exit. Go through this door. Another half hour after the escape, no one will remember you.Pass through this door! @@ This is not an option. It looks like the electricity is coming from <<linkappend "here.">> @@.sam;Check the last door.@@ This is the way out. There is no one here! @@.sam;Here. This is our chance! While they figure out what happened, we can escape!@@ One, two, three! @@.sam;Now run! Move your ass as fast as possible!@@ So, we are on the <<linkappend "street.">> @@.sam;Mingle yourself with the crowd. Walk calmly so that no one pays attention to you. There is a taxi. Sit in it and go to the airport.@@ What about the documents? @@.sam;That's right. Your head thinks sometimes. We’re going to our house, take your passport and money and we’re off to go. You can’t take anything else. I will interfere. @@ @@.sam;Vienna? Why are we flying to Austria?@@ It’s easier to hide there. Tracking a flight is very easy, but in Europe they will already have problems to determine our location. From Vienna, we will travel to the Russian border. There we will act according to the situation. @@.sam;Do we really have to run like this all our life now?@@ No, not if everything goes well in Russia. And now we need to get some rest and sleep for a bit. There's a long journey ahead of us. <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>>

@@.sam;You are fool! Idiot! @@ Go away! Leave me alone! @@.sam;I'll go dig my own grave then. @@ @@.mayve;Please ... Don't do anything rashly.@@ Just leave. I need <<linkappend "silence.">> Finally, it is so quiet. Now I can be in silence. No...No... Father, do not do this to me! I am not guilty! I beg you... do not do //this//. “It's all your fault. Just look what you have done to all these people! All these deaths... Well, I thought you weren't capable of this. Why didn't you die <<linkappend "then?">>" @@.mayve;Stop doing this to yourself! It's just the past. It's not your fault!@@ These pictures are in front of my eyes. All those deaths, so much suffering and agony. The tears of their loved ones. So many tears. It's all my fault. This is so painful. This pain is unbearable. I feel everything. All of it. It kills <<linkappend "me.">> @@.mayve;Please, stop!@@ Nevertheless, he was right. I am weak. I am weak and worthless and so many deaths happened because of my fault. I deserve it all. @@.mayve;You have to live.@@ I must stay alive in order to pay for the suffering of these people for the rest of my life. But I am weak. I am very weak. I don’t know how to help them, and I’m not sure that there is a solution to <<linkappend "it. ">> @@.mayve;There is always a solution!@@ All I can do now is to share their fate. Only in this way can I repay my debt to all these <<linkappend "families.">> @@.mayve;Take your hands off this sample!! Don't you dare to drink it!@@ Now I have paid my debt. @@.mayve;What have you done!@@ Weakness... Mayve, I am scared. Do not leave me alone... @@.mayve;I will stay at your side until the end.@@ <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>>

Yes. I am one hundred percent sure. They cannot afford it to lose their customers. He will listen to me. @@.mayve;"Good."@@ Says Mayve with doubtful <<linkreplace "approval.">> "Where are you going?" Asks me the guard which is standing near my laboratory. I answer him:“I need to talk to the boss.” "Good. He has time to speak with you. I will guide you.” The guard says. @@.sam;These dogs are still obedient.@@ Sam, are you talking about security? @@.sam;Yes and no. About everyone in here. Just look how shabby they are.@@ I didn’t notice how we have already reached the boss’s <<linkreplace "office.">> When opening and entering the door, the LFD representative notices me and says: “The first time you wanted to see me by your own will, Rinat.” My answer comes immediately: “I have something to tell you this time.” Making a puzzled face, he adds: “I'm intrigued, you may speak.” “I want to talk about what happens to the people you sell these drugs to.” I was more determined than <<linkreplace "ever.">> “I am aware of what occurs to them.” He says, not being really impressed. “I found a solution. I have a formula that will be completely safe. ” A smile spreads across his face and without restraining laughter the mafia boss says: “Hahaha I did the right thing to leave you. But I don’t need any other formula or solution to any problems. I have everything under control. ” Stunned by his answer, I try to pack up and continue the conversation: “Don't say that. You don’t want to lose your <<linkreplace "customers.">>” “The direction has changed. It turned out that many customers like such side effects. Especially the Chinese government. And many other countries. They are ready to pay a lot of money. So your failure has played into our hands.” I was shocked by what I heard, in a whisper I say: "It can't be true." “Yes Rinat. The world is just like that. But I’ll still consider your current job. It’s necessary to somehow secure people in <<linkreplace "power.">>” "You can't do it this way! I do not want to be involved in this.” My outrage turns into rage. Seeing my reaction, he waves to the guard standing next to me and gives him an order: “Take him away... But no, wait a <<linkreplace "second.">>" Now the representative of LFD, this mafioso, speaks to me: "You can continue to shout about morality and that it’s impossible. But now you are my property, and if life is dear to you, you will continue to work further.” @@.sam;"You're just shit!"@@ Sam shouts all over the room. Grinning and not paying attention to me anymore, the boss tells the <<linkreplace "guard:">> "Now take him away!" @@.mayve;"You won’t give up.We will help you." @@ @@.mayve;You're so silent. Does this mean that you have already given up?@@ [[No, not really.]] <</linkreplace>> <</linkreplace>> <</linkreplace>> <</linkreplace>> <</linkreplace>> <</linkreplace>> <</linkreplace>>

"What do you suggest?" I ask Mayve, hoping that in the back of my mind she would find the only right answer. @@.mayve;"Publish everything!"@@ @@.sam;"Yeah, surely. The publication will be tracked and they will kill us. So smart of you, Mayve!"@@ Sam notes, implying the mafia and an undoubted risk for <<linkappend "us.">> @@.mayve;"They look here, only a certain kind of data. If you use encryption that their programs do not recognize, you can get into the network and leave your research without a trace."@@ It seems reasonable to me and I say:"It’s possible ... Only it will be necessary to separate my studies in parts, so that it would be more difficult to track the data transfer and there we need a certain type of encryption. But there is a chance that no one will understand and it will just be dust grains in the depths of the internet. @@.mayve;I think the colleagues with FoodPorn can get it. @@ Maybe. <<linkappend "I have to try.">> Just one question .. How should I manage to do this? It turns out... The documents passed .. Now the only thing I can do is to wait. But I’m sure that sooner or later, someone will find the answer and be able to understand what is happening here. DONT GET THE LAST PASSAGE? <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>>

@@.sam; "For a long time I have not been on the street. Almost nothing has changed.Well, where is the nearest bar here? I want to get drunk in shit after all this!"@@ says Sam excitedly while looking around. H comments: @@.hshadow;"Ahaha, how primitive you are, but I know how to satisfy your desire."@@ @@.sam;"People on the streets are kind of weird. Is this your job?"@@ asks Sam with caution. His previous excitment fades away <<linkappend "rapidly.">> @@.hshadow;"I didn’t do anything special, I just gave them what they needed."@@ @@.sam;"What altruistic feats, I can’t believe it."@@ @@.hshadow;"Save your sarcasm for something worthwhile."@@ @@.sam;"The smile of this drug-hitter is crazy. Well, at least someone enjoys it. He goes somewhere..."@@ @@.hshadow;"If you follow him, you will see something interesting."@@ Sam follows the <<linkappend "guy.">> @@.sam;"Fuck, it looks like they have a fight here. And this smiling one seems to be a punching bag."@@ @@.hshadow;"Just watch this show."@@ @@.sam;"Well, who is killing himself in that way. It would be necessary to bang your head against the wall somehow harder. Bitch! He broke his head. Fuck... Fuck... Fuck ... And others.. What will they do with the punching bag? They will kill him!"@@ Sam shouts in pure <<linkappend "agony.">> @@.hshadow;"And now the real fun may begin!"@@ @@.sam; "This is an ass, not fun. Damn. No, I don't want to look at it. Take me to the bar!!!"@@ @@.hshadow;"Just look at these dirty rats. Ready to kill each other for a short high. HAHA. He took a brick. I wonder who will fall this time with a broken head."@@ @@.sam;"There is nothing fun in here. It's disgusting. You imagine yourself as a God. You're just crazy!"@@ @@.hshadow;"Somehow there is too much noise coming from you. It's time for you to return to the place you belong to."@@ @@.sam;"No !!! Don't! I just got out, I don’t want to go back!"@@ Sam howls with fear. He's afraid that he could no longer return to consciousness and see the outside <<linkappend "world.">> @@.hshadow;"I'm already tired of your company. I'll call you when you become interesting to me again." Ha .. And these parasites also want to be called people. Show your true nature!@@ @@.hshadow;Hmm ... they are kind of lethargic, not like my lab rats. And if so:" Hold on! You need these capsules." @@H says while handing them the capsules. @@.hshadow;Right, rip your throats for them. Now this sight is worth my attention!@@ “Grr.... More... <<linkappend "Gimme More!">>" @@.hshadow;What insatiable animals they are!@@ @@.hshadow;“You creep me out. Wanna have a quick death? And come on. If you kill those three, I will give you all the capsules that I have. I think that iron rod is perfect for this.”@@ @@.hshadow;They will smash each others heads in no time,so there’s nothing specular to look at. I'll go back to my <<linkappend "lab.">>@@ <<timed 2s>> The blow came from the back, just the same metal rod that he ordered his experimental “rat” to use. <</timed>> // Series of pictures. 1. blow to the head. 2. The body of Rinat lies on the floor and blood flows on asphalt. 3. People like animals. with a frantic smile, tearing off clothes looking for their drugs. <</timed>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> CODING ERROR. TEXT IS YELLOW?

It is the only right thing to do. Miss Torres will know what to do with this information I gathered. @@.sam;That Emilia b****?!@@ Yes, Sam. She is a good person. She will do the right thing. I pass by some doors which I have never seen open. Maybe it is better this way. Emilias door is marked with a rather understated sign "Executive Office - E. Torres Ph.D." I [[knock|executive office]].

[img[images\executiveOffice.png]] "Come in!", a strong female voice comes through the door and I obey her. My hands start shaking. When did I get so nervous? There she sits behind her enormous desk. Her black hair falling over her shoulders in slight curves. "@@.sam;You look damn good, even if you are a bitch!@@" "Thanks, ... Sam?" She seemed only irritated for a brief moment. "Is Rinat here, too?" <<linkreplace "Yes!">>I try to answer, but Sam doesn't let me. @@.sam;It is my turn to talk to this chika ponita.@@ His spanish accent is as bad as always. <<timed 3s>> Sam, relax, I need to talk to her!\ <<next>><<linkreplace " I have to try to regain control!">> @@.sam; Ha! It has no use. I will stay.@@ <<linkreplace " Go away, Sam!">>@@.sam;Hey, stop that shit!@@<<linkreplace " Go AWAAAY!">> Finally he pulls back. <<timed 3s>> <<set $emiliasTrust to 0>>"I am, Miss Torres." I answer, as I regain control. "I am a bit overexcited, I guess." While I close the door behind me, she continues: "It didn't happen for some time though. I understand, that it is difficult right now. Have a seat and show me your results." She points to the chair closest to the desk. As I put down the clipboards with the datasheets, I start with my explanations. <<if $colorProperties>><<linkreplace "about the blue color" t8n>><<set $emiliasTrust +=1>>"It seems that the blue color is all about the order of the sugar molecules. They seem to form..." "You don't have to bore me with the details. You can summarize and tell me what use you see in this property. Does the color serve some opportunities for us?" "I think it prevents animals from eating it, because they believe it is poisonous. No further use detected so far" I summarize. "Ok. I don't see, how we could make use of this property. Did you find something... more interesting?"<</linkreplace>><<endif>> <<if $watering>><<linkreplace "no watering needed" t8n>><<set $emiliasTrust +=1>>"I forgot to turn on the watering system for some of the plants and regarding the collected data, they did not suffer at all. Concerning the further analysis I assume, the period of time they survive without water is extremely long. It might be possible that they do not even need water at all." I close my perhaps most important finding. Emilia just sits there and remains silent for a moment. @@.mayve;Did you see her face? I think she was very excited about your report.@@ After ten more long seconds of silence, she asks: "Do you have to tell me more?"<</linkreplace>><<endif>> <<if $animalTest>><<linkreplace "about the dangers of manipulating the plant">><<set $emiliasTrust += 1>>One of my experiments proved to be very useful. But dangerous as well. It seems to be quite easy to manipulate the DNA structure of the plant. I assume it can be turned into nearly anything we can imagine." "This is fascinating! Give me the report about the DNA structure" she demands. As I page through the reports she continues: "I want to forward it to our innovation section. They might be able to turn it into something useful. Is there more?" I am not so sure anymore whether it was really wise to tell her.<</linkreplace>><<endif>> <<if $freezeResistance>><<linkreplace "Frostresistance">>The plants grow even in very cold temperature.<</linkreplace>><<endif>> <<if $nutritionValue>><<linkreplace "end world hunger">>The nutritional value is incredible high. It might be possible to end world hunger.<</linkreplace>><<endif>> <<if $lightConditions>><<linkreplace "restricting light">>Only the specimen from the dark room prove that light is the only restriction to their growth.<</linkreplace>><<endif>> <<timed 15s>><<linkreplace "done, telling her things">>"<<if $emiliasTrust > 0>>That's all. <<endif>>I think you should read <<if $emiliasTrust > 0>>the rest of <<endif>>my papers in a quiet moment." [["Emilia gets up from her desk and takes the clipboards..."|restrictions]]<</linkreplace>><</timed>>\ <</timed>> <</linkreplace>> <</linkreplace>> <</linkreplace>> <</timed>> <</linkreplace>>

<<if $emiliasTrust === 0>>You know, Rinat, sometimes you are as stubborn as a donkey. Sure I can read that stuff, but I would have preferred to hear about it from you directly. You should go home now. You earned yourself some rest." Her mood has changed. She is glaring outside the window and I know that I have to leave now. As I grab the doorknob, she adds: "And Rinat: You know, that you are not allowed to tell anyone about your findings, right?" I knod and drop a "Yes, Maam." as I [[leave|leave the office]] the office. <<elseif $emiliasTrust >= 1>>"Thanks Rinat for your report. It seems you did some great work here. You know that all we talked about now is highly confidential? <<if $emiliasTrust >=2>>Still I think I will suggest the leaderboard a promotion of yours.<<endif>> Take the rest of the day off and enjoy this success!" That smile! She really seems happy. "Are you sure? There are still some things to be done." I ask. "Absolutely! You earned it." I knod and [[leave|leave the office]]. <<endif>>

At the bus station I see an old lady waiting. Her dentures are falling almost out of her mouth. It looks a bit weird. Mayve sniffs on her skirt and then hops onto the bench. A couple of minutes pass until the next bus arrives. I enter and Mayve takes the empty seat next to me. There are not many people on the bus at this time of the day. As the busride begins I start calming down a bit. [img[images\takeTheBus.png]] <<linkreplace "Talk to Mayve">>What do you think, Mayve? I don't know what I should do now. @@.mayve;Isn't it obvious? Your boss wants you to get a job done. This job is a presentation of your work. Why wouldn't you want to do it?@@ Because I will be nervous. And I am afraid of losing control. @@.mayve;I can help you with that. I always have and I always will. Let's talk about the things you are going to tell them.@@ <<linkreplace "I would tell them the whole truth about the plant and give all details I have.">><<remove "#theMinimum">>I would tell them the whole truth about the plant and give all details I have. @@.mayve;Thats a start. And do you think they will be pleased?@@ I don't know. I have a strange feeling about their intentions. It is a big company and they have influence. I cannot imagine that they do not want to maximize their profit. But I guess we will see tomorrow.<</linkreplace>> <<linkreplace "I will keep it to the minimum.">><<remove "#nothingButTheTruth">>I will keep it to the minimum. @@.hshadow;That is a good idea. Do not trust them.@@ I don't trust their intentions. It is a big company after all. They surely look for profit. @@.hshadow;And they might even sell their own grandmother to get it.@@ Suddenly I feel very tired.<</linkreplace>> <</linkreplace>> <<timed 10s>>The bus drives a curve and I can see my station. As it comes to an abrupt stop, I get up and leave. I am looking forward to my [[bed|sleep]].<</timed>>

[img[images\walkThroughThePark.png]] @@.yogi;This was such a good idea, Rinat! Breath in the positive energy of this place! It is cleansing. Like being reborn in the light of the sun.@@ The sun is indeed bright. Almost too hot to be honest. And it is unusally quiet for this place. The typical screaming of children is somehow missing. But I am not angry about this. After some steps on the gravel path I find a tree and want to <<linkappend "sit down on the bench next to it.">> @@.yogi;No, not on the bench. It disconnects you from the nature. Go to the tree, put off your shoes and feel the grass between your toes.@@ <<linkreplace "Do as she demands.">><<remove "#disobeyYogi">>@@.yogi;Good. Now listen to your body. Focus on your breathing. Let all the stress flow down to the earth. It can take it all.@@ A strange feeling takes hold inside me. I always thought meditation and such things are just a waste of time. But it really seems to help. The burden seems to get less. I feel lighter.<</linkreplace>> <<linkreplace "Sit on the bench anyways.">><<remove "#obeyYogi">>I am not into getting stung by a bee. I just sit there for quite some time and let my thoughts pass. FoodPorn and the big discovery of Rinat Müller. What a headline.<</linkreplace>> <</linkappend>> <<timed 20s>>As the time passes, I get tired. I should go [[home|sleep]] now.<</timed>>

<<set $metJournalist = true>>The city recently installed a huge amount of these public bike stations. If you have an account, you can just scan your fingerprint and rent a bike. The system will then automatically charge your linked bankaccount. @@.chris;Ooooh I want to ride bike!@@ Are you sure, you can do this? As far as I know you have never been riding a bycicle bevore, Chris. @@.chris;I can do. I want.@@ Sure. But you have to wait a bit. We go and find a side street with less cars, then you can practise a bit. @@.chris;Okeydokey! Yuppiiiee!@@ When was the last time, I could play with Chris? I cannot remember. It sure is long ago. <<linkreplace "Regret it.">>I do regret it. Maybe Chris wouldn't be so impulsive and scared so easily if I had looked after him more carefully.<</linkreplace>> <<linkappend "Drive down the next side street.">> [img[images\rentABike1.png]] You can take over now, Chris. The feeling of losing control is always a strange one. But doing it willingly is way more pleasant than getting kicked out. I am happy, that I at least can see and hear what is going on around. @@.chris;Huiiiii!@@ Chris is not good at riding a bike. Just after the first attempt, we lay on the ground. I think at least the left knee is bruised now. Another positive part about not being in charge: I don't have to feel the pain. But Chris does not care. He tries again and again and finally manages to stay on the bike for some meters. "Is everything alright with you?" The voice came from behind us. Chris doesn't listen. "Hey, did you hear me?" I want to answer but Chris is too euphoric about the bike to give up control. <<linkreplace "Force him out of control.">><<remove "#convinceChris">>Chris, I have to see that person.<<linkreplace "Now!">>@@.chris;Noooo. I want bike. Brrrrrrrrumm.@@ Come on, Chris! <<linkreplace "PULL BACK!">> Regaining control is a bit jerky this time and my nose hits the road. I can feel the stinging pain from the new gained graze. [img[images\rentABike2.png]] "What an unlucky plunge." I hear the same voice again and as I lift my head, I see a hand, ready to help me back up. <<linkreplace "Take hand.">><<remove "#getUpYourself">>I gladly accept the help of the stranger and mumble a "Thanks." "No worries" he replies. "Are you rehearsing for some kind of play? The five-years-old kid learning to ride a bike? I must admit, you almost convinced me." He laughs and pushes his glasses back onto his nose. "You look like you work at FoodPorn, wearing that coat. Could you do me a favor? If you hear something interesting, let me know about it. I am working on an article on strange plant seeds on the black market. Here is my card." [img[images\rentABike3.png]] He hands me his calling card. Nicolas Weaver. Freelance Journalist. When I want to ask him about that story, he already left the side street. I seem to be exhausted. Maybe I better go [[home|sleep]].<</linkreplace>> <<linkreplace "Get up on my own.">><<remove "#takeHand">>"I am sorry", I say as I push myself back up. "Happy to see that you are alright." he replies. "Are you rehearsing for some kind of play? The five-years-old kid learning to ride a bike? I must admit, you almost convinced me." He laughs and pushes his glasses back onto his nose. "You look like you work at FoodPorn, wearing that coat. Could you do me a favor? If you hear something interesting, let me know about it. I am working on an article on strange plant seeds on the black market. Here is my card." [img[images\rentABike3.png]] He hands me his calling card. Nicolas Weaver. Freelance Journalist. When I want to ask him about that story, he already left the side street. I seem to be exhausted. Maybe I better go [[home|sleep]].<</linkreplace>> <</linkreplace>><</linkreplace>><</linkreplace>> <<linkreplace "Try to convince him to turn around.">><<remove "#forceControl">>Turn around, Chris! There is the ice cream van! As he turns our body around I get a glimpse of a young man with glasses. He is standing at the entrance of the side street and looks confused. In his left hand he is holding a small camera. "@@.chris;Ice cream man???@@" "Ahem... No? What makes you think that?" He asks. I understand his confusion. I take over now, Chris. Let me talk to him. "Sorry. I thought I heard that sound, you know? From the ice cream van?" "Aaaaalright." He doesn't believe me. "Whatever. You look like you work at FoodPorn" he continues. I guess my lab coat gave that information away. "I do." I reply. "Could you do me a favor? If you hear something interesting, let me know about it. I am working on an article on strange plant seeds on the black market. Here is my card." [img[images\rentABike3.png]] He hands me his calling card. Nicolas Weaver. Freelance Journalist. When I want to ask him about that story, he already left the side street. I seem to be exhausted. Maybe I better go [[home|sleep]].<</linkreplace>> <</linkappend>>

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<<link "Wake up!">><<if $phoneCall1 + $phoneCall2 + $phoneCall3 === 1 + 1 + 1>><<append "#theMorning">>That annoying sound tears me out of the dream. What time is it? I get up without dressing and pick up the phone. "Yes", I answer with croaky voice. "Finally. I am calling you for half an hour now. It's Emilia Torres." "Oh hi, Miss Torres." Half an hour? What time is it?! I feel dizzy. "Listen. You have to come to the lab this afternoon. We need to talk about this presentation of yours again. It is going to be tonight! And I have an exclusive job offer for you. The leaderboard wants you to be the chief researcher of FoodPorn. Imagine! You could be in charge of a whole lab and not anymore just fulfilling minor tasks. Think about it on the way here. See you soon.!" And then she hung up already. [["Why does this happen to me?"|continueBossline]] [["I cannot do this!"|switchToNASA]] <<linkreplace "Seriously, what time is it?">> I watch the alarm clock and it shows 06:30 am. @@.sam;Hell that's early!@@<</linkreplace>><</append>><<remove "#dream">><</if>><</link>>

<<set $audienceApproval = 0>> The talk with Emilia in the afternoon was unfortunate. I have to step up to the podium. While I sort my notes I clear my throat and watch the audience. A wrinkled man with skin so old and white that it scares me. A woman I know only too well: Emilia Torres. Another woman, the round shape of her head matches the one of her body. And a middle-aged guy with sunglasses. Behind them I can see a handful of people sitting in the shadows from the stagelight. [img[images\continueBossLine.png]] I begin my presentation: "L-ladies a-and g-..g-gentlemen." I stutter. "<<linkappend "I am here to present you the results of my research.">> Some weeks ago I was entrusted with the analysis of a certain plant. I want to point out ... <<if $colorProperties>><<linkappend "...the fact, that they are blue.">> Thanks to a certain pH-Value the outer skin cells of the berries reflect blue light." "How is this property of use for us?" Interrupts the wrinkly old man to the left. <<linkreplace "I don't see any use so far.">><<set $audienceApproval -= 1>>"I don't see any use so far."<</linkreplace>> <<linkreplace "Sam">><<set $audienceApproval -= 2>>@@.sam;"Produce bodypaint with it and paint that chika Torres with it."@@<</linkreplace>> <</linkappend>><<endif>> <<if $freezeResistance>><<linkappend "...the fact, that their growth is not hindered by frost.">> Putting the plants in freezing temperature conditions for some time resulted in no effect at all on them."" "So you say, they can grow in winter, too?" The round woman asks. "Yes. <<linkappend "Actually in any cold environment.">><<set $audienceApproval += 1>> Possibly even on Mars.<</linkappend>> <<linkappend "And this leads to">> the possibility of growing them throughout the whole year. <<linkreplace "mention profit">><<set $audienceApproval +=1>>The profit could be elevated.<</linkreplace>><</linkappend>> <</linkappend>><<endif>> <<if $watering>><<linkappend "...the fact, that they grow without water.">>Reducing the humidity of the soil to a minimum, almost desert like conditions, lead to no changes in the plants growing behaviour at all." "A plant that doesn't need water?" asks the old man surprised. "It has to come from outer space", the guy with the sunglasses seems to be surprised, too. The woman just stares at me in disbelief. <<linkreplace "Yogi">>@@.yogi;"Yes, you did hear correctly. No water. I know, it is against the laws of our nature, but this plant proves to be something unique."@@<</linkreplace>> <<linkappend "The plant consists ">> of an inner mechanism, that forms a reproducing chain of water in its stem and leaves.<<linkreplace "mention profit">><<set $audienceApproval +=1>> Imagine how low the producing costs would be in a bigger scale!"<</linkreplace>><</linkappend>> <</linkappend>><<endif>> <<if $animalTest>><<linkappend "...the fact, that they bear sedating properties.">>Rats beeing fed with the berries turned out to be calmed down a lot. <<linkappend "We should be very careful with this property.">><<set $audienceApproval -=1>> This kind of characteristic used to be abused in history many times before. We shouldn't make the same mistakes.<</linkappend>> <<linkappend "We could make use of that.">>I think by slightly changing the structre of the DNA we could manage the plant to become <<linkreplace "a drug">><<set $audienceApproval += 2>>a drug.<<remove "#choiceMedicine">><</linkreplace>> <<link "or medicine">><<remove "#choiceDrug">><<set $audienceApproval += 1>>medicine.<</link>><</linkappend>> <</linkappend>><<endif>> <<if $lightConditions>><<linkappend "...the fact, that they depend on UV-light.">>I could verify that the only resource the plants really rely on is light. <<linkreplace "UV-Light">>UV-Light in fact.<</linkreplace>> <</linkappend>><<endif>> <<if $nutritionValue>><<linkappend "...the fact, that they have a high nutritional value.">>The substance analysis promises more than doubled the amount of energy than a small bread. <<linkappend "We could end world hunger!">><<set $audienceApproval -= 1>> We might have found a way to end this tormenting status of having not enough food for everyone. <<linkreplace "mention profit">><<set $audienceApproval += 2>>With the right strategy we can fortify our position in the food industries.<</linkreplace>> <<linkreplace "go public">><<set $audienceApproval -= 5>>We have to make this discovery public!<</linkreplace>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>><<endif>> [[End the presentation.|end of presentation]] <</linkappend>>

A presentation, already this evening, no that wasn't possible at all. Although, the thought of being a chief researcher sounded really promising. It would really give my career a boost if I'd be given some more responsibility. As I won't be helding that presentation this evening, I certainly won't get any further in my career at FoodPorn. What if I just quit there? @@.mayve;But what will you do then?@@ After a brief moment of <<linkappend "thinking,">> the NASA article in the newspaper that Billy was reading comes to my mind. It sounded very promising. I think working at NASA will give my career the boost that it was missing until now. I think I will [[call NASA.|call NASA]] <<set $fromBoss = true>> <</linkappend>>

They have been talking silently to each other now for some minutes. I can hear some fragments. I think they decide now what my fate will be. <<timed 6s>><<if $audienceApproval < 0>>"[["Thanks, Rinat."|not good for Rinat]]"<<else>>"[["Thanks, Rinat."|good for Rinat]]"<<endif>><</timed>>

<<if visited("Say yes and think yes") || visited("Say yes and think no") || visited("Say no and think yes") || visited("Say no and think no")>> <<else>> The guy with the sunglasses gets up and steps away from me. He is taking his phone and starts a call. The wrinkled man keeps a silent watch on me. "You convinced us" The round lady continues "We are very pleased with your findings. Your work is exceptional and we would like to offer you a promotion." "Of course we have already read all your papers, but we wanted to see your opinion and if you would fit into our team." Emilia takes over. "What do you think, Rinat? Will you join the leaderboard as head of research? Together we are going to control the food market and might even expand onto other fields. The possibilities are almost endless!" I am overwhelmed. @@.sam;Hell yeeeah. You rocked that show!@@ @@.yogi;WE rocked it together.@@ <<endif>> <<if visited("Say yes and think yes")>><<else>>[[Say yes and think yes]]<<endif>> <<if visited("Say yes and think no")>><<else>>[[Say yes and think no]]<<endif>> <<if visited("Say no and think yes")>><<else>>[[Say no and think yes]]<<endif>> <<if visited("Say no and think no")>><<else>>[[Say no and think no]]<<endif>>

"I think, I would like that", I reply. "Perfect!" The old man jumps up from his seat as if he was a young fawn. "Come with me then. I will show you your new lab and all the parts of FoodPorn you don't know yet." As I accompany the man I think of how to get out of this situation. @@.mayve;Maybe you shoud have been honest with them?@@ @@.hshadow;We could [[kill]] them all!@@ "Would you excuse me for a moment, I need to go to the [[bathroom]]."

@@.sam;Don't be such a fool. You wanna be ditched for no reason by the company?!@@ @@.mayve;Sam has a point, Rinat.@@ @@.sam;Maybe he is going crazy?@@ [[overthink|good for Rinat]] [[stick to the decision|game over]]

"I don't think that this is a good idea." I reply. "What a pity", the old man mumbles and gets up slowly. @@.Chris;We better go now.@@ "Would you excuse me for a moment. I have to go to the [[bathroom]]."

The guy with the sunglasses gets up and steps away from me. He is taking his phone and starts a call. The wrinkled man keeps a silent watch on me. "You convinced us." The round lady continues "We are very pleased with your findings. Your work is exceptional." "It is indeed" the old man takes the word "But we are afraid, that you have become too valuable for us to just let you loose again. I am afraid, but you will have to be sent to our secret laboratory so we can keep you and the information you have obtained under control." Did I just hear right? @@.sam;They fucking kidnap us? On bright daylight?!@@ @@.chris;Noooo! We [[run|run1]]<<timed 4s>><<replace "#run">>[[run|run2]]<</replace>><<next>><<replace "#run">>[[run|run3]]<</replace>>\<</timed>>!@@

THE END

I feel a dark presence growing inside me. I am being pushed out of control. I see my hand reaching out <<link "and just in time I can stop me from ">><<remove "#killTheOldMan">><</link>>pushing the old man down the stairs. Next I turn around and see a shocked Emilia behind me. She seems to be paralyzed. I move forward in a leap and take her <<linkappend "hostage.">> I can feel her breath on my arm as I pull her close to me. @@.hsadow;"Keep quiet, Emilia, or you will die."@@ I can go back to the [[presentation hall]] or take the [[staircase]] past the wrinkled corpse. <</linkappend>>

[img[images\staircase.png]] <<if visited("good for Rinat")>>Luckily there is nobody else in the building. I want to go to the exit. But there is another wish. @@.hshadow;Go upstairs again. We have to kill them.@@ [[leave the building]] [[go back upstairs|presentation hall]] <<elseif visited("run1")>>There is nobody. I continue running downstairs and [[leave|leave the building]]<<elseif visited("run2")>>As I enter the staircase I start hearing footsteps. @@.mayve;Careful!@@ @@.sam;Hurry dude!@@ @@.yogi;What have you done! Everything is out of balance!@@ I cannot think clearly anymore. I just run. Out of control. And the others are so noisy. As I turn around the corner on the lower floor I hear a really loud sound. Followed by silence. Absolut silence. The others are gone. My vision turns black. We are one again. THE END<<endif>>

[img[images\presentationHall.png]] @@.hshadow;Listen up!"@@ My voice sounds strangely low. @@.hshadow;"I want you all to go inside that storage room over there or I will kill her."@@ The round woman seems shocked. The guy with the sunglasses tries to grab his phone, but I squeeze Emilia a bit more so that she screams and he lets go of the phone. After the two of them entered the storage room I push Emilia inside too. I lock the door. I go outside to the cars and grab a reserve canister of gas. I go back and spread the substance all over the door to the storage room. Light it. And leave.

<<if visited("run1")>>[[DODGE]]<<timed 2s>><<replace "#dodge">>I get hit straight in the face by something waiting just behind the exit door. Everything turns black. THE END<</replace>><</timed>><<else>> As I get out of sight of the building <<if visited("kill")>>I let Emilia go and<<endif>> I start running. I can never return. I have to go underground. THE END <<if $theWorldWillKnow>>But at least the world will know. [img[images\newspaperSnippet.png]]<<endif>><<endif>>

[img[images\bathroom.png]] <<if $metJournalist>>I could call that Weaver guy and go public. <<linkreplace "Call him.">><<set $theWorldWillKnow = true>>The call doesn't take long. Nicolas is very interested and assures me that he will look into the situation if something happens to me.<</linkreplace>><<else>><<endif>> @@.chris;We run and flee. Now. And hide!@@ Yes you are right, Chris. But where? [[window]] [[door]] <<if visited("not good for Rinat")>><<timed 5s>><<replace "#allTimeYouNeed">>The door slams open with a boom and two huge men in suits step in. I have no time to react as one of them knocks me out with a punch. THE END <<if $theWorldWillKnow>>But at least the world will know. [img[images\newspaperSnippet.png]]<<endif>><</replace>><</timed>><<endif>>

I open the window and look down. It is the fourth floor. Too high to jump. <<if visited("not good for Rinat")>>But I hear that they are coming for me, I have to [[jump|death]] anyways.<<else>>[[go back|bathroom]]<<endif>>

<<if visited("Say no and think no")>>Two huge men in suits I have not seen before and Emilia wait for me outside. "I am sorry, Rinat, but you must understand that your knowledge is too valuable to us to lose it." One of the brutes knocks me down with one hit and everything turns black. THE END<<else>>I step outside. The old man is not in sight. @@.chris;Run! Now run!@@ Chris freaks out.<<if visited("good for Rinat")>>And I [[run|leave the building]].<<elseif visited("not good for Rinat")>>And I [[run|death]]<<endif>><<endif>>

THE END <<if $theWorldWillKnow>>But at least the world will know. [img[images\newspaperSnippet.png]]<<endif>>

Chris takes over in panic and I start running towards the [[staircase]].

I almost couldn't resist Chris' push to take over control. But he is right. We should go. I get up and run towards the [[staircase]]. Or I could hide in the [[bathroom]].

I am still thinking about what to do as two huge men in suits approach me from behind. I cannot even turn around before everything turns black. THE END

In the last moment I can evade the hit from the huge man in suit and roll aside. As fast I can I get up and continue running. Somehow I am faster than the brutes. As I get out of sight I realize that I can never return. I have to go underground. THE END <<if $theWorldWillKnow>>And the world will know. [img[images\newspaperSnippet.png]]<<endif>>

It is not even lunchtime when I leave the FoodPorn yard. The sun shines bright and a light breeze tickles my downey beard. @@.mayve;Rinat, I am not sure what I should think about this conversation just now.@@ I know what you mean, Mayve. The rat walks just beside me as I try to figure out that strange feeling. Maybe the others have an opinion on this situation as well. <<if $emiliasTrust > 0>> <<linkreplace "Sam">>@@.sam;That smile was SHIT, man. Ask her for a date!@@<</linkreplace>> <<linkreplace "Mayve">>@@.mayve;She seemed happy with what you told her. But she might also have some other objectives with this information you gave her.@@<</linkreplace>> @@.addClass.rightSlow;<<linkreplace "Chris">>@@.chris;Good decision. I want a Lolly.@@<</linkreplace>>@@ <<linkreplace "Yogi">>@@.yogi;We should meditate about it this afternoon. Emptying your mind helps with this kind of situations.@@<</linkreplace>> <<else>> <<linkreplace "Sam">>@@.sam;You idiot! You made her sad. Why the fuck are you being such an ashole?@@<</linkreplace>> <<linkreplace "Mayve">>@@.mayve;I think she would have liked you to tell her your results in person.@@<</linkreplace>> @@.addClass.rightSlow;<<linkreplace "Chris">>@@.chris;I want a Lolly.@@<</linkreplace>>@@ <<linkreplace "Yogi">>@@.yogi;We should meditate about it this afternoon. Emptying your mind helps in this kind of situations.@@<</linkreplace>><<endif>> <<timed 10s>>My phone @@.shudder;vibrates@@. The notification tells me it is a mail from Emilia. I wonder what it <<linkappend "says.">> @@.mailFromEmilia; Rinat Rrepare a demonstration of your work for tomorrow. The leaderboard wants to hear about it! Emilia Torres @@ A presentation? How am I supposed to do this? @@.mayve;Don't panic, Rinat. Let's go home and think about it in peace.@@ [[Take the bus]] [[Walk through the park]] [[Rent a bike]] <</linkappend>> <</timed>>

<<if $fromBoss>> I'm shivering, but nontheless, I reach my phone. @@.chris;No, no, no. Leave me alone! I wanna stay here, that's my home. I don't wanna move already again.@@ <<linkreplace "Call them!">> I hear the clicking in the line. I did it. "This is Rinat Müller, I have a product which might be very useful for your plans on settling on Mars." I hear myself saying. "What is it about?" the person on the phone asks. "It's a plant. It provides both water and food. Even though it doesn't need water to grow." I answer. "Are you kidding me?!" @@.sam; Which dumbass would think you'd be kidding... That's my job!@@ "No, not at all. I could show you." "Alright, come and prove it to us. Your contact in our Science Center will be Donald Lamp. He surely doesn't like false promises. I'll send you the specific address and time by mail. We will be happy to [[see you tomorrow]]!" <</linkreplace>> <<else>> I'm thinking again about that advertisment of NASA in the newspaper the other day. I'm a strong beliver that there's no such thing like fate. But this time, it just must be. They are looking for any product that may be helpful. And mine surely is. @@.mayve; Yes, you're right. Take that chance. Don't let this one go now.@@ I'm shivering, but nontheless, I reach my phone. @@.chris;No, no, no. Leave me alone! I wanna stay here, that's my home. I don't wanna move already again.@@ <<linkreplace "Call them!">> I hear the clicking in the line. I did it. "This is Rinat Müller, I have a product which might be very useful for your plans on settling on Mars." I hear myself saying. "What is it about?" the person on the phone asks. "It's a plant. It provides both water and food. Even though it doesn't need water to grow." I answer. "Are you kidding me?!" @@.sam; Which dumbass would think you'd be kidding... That's my job!@@ "No, not at all. I could show you." "Alright, come and prove it to us. Your contact in our Science Center will be Donald Lamp. He surely doesn't like false promises. I'll send you the specific address and time by mail. We will be happy to [[see you tomorrow]]!" <</linkreplace>> <</if>>

Before the meeting with Donald Lamp, I go again to the lab to fetch a plant. Hopefully noone will notice me, but somehow I have the feeling that I'm followed. But propapbly that's just me being somewhat nervous. @@.mayve; Don't dismiss that feeling. Just keep calm and your eyes open.@@ <<timed 2s>> Today's a sunny day. Maybe I should go by [[bike]] to enjoy the weather. The center isn't that far away either. <<timed 2s>> Or I might take the [[bus]]. There I can be sure noone is following me. At least that's how it works in most of the movies. <<timed 2s>> Probably I should take the [[car]]. There my plants should be safe too. <</timed>> <</timed>> <</timed>>

@@.yogi;Ahh that lovely morning breeze, and the sun! Beautiful!@@ I'm riding through some narrow streets. Amazing how many shortcuts one can take when riding a bike. But there has always been that black car <<linkappend "following me...">> I stop at the crossing. @@.chris; Holymoly, run! THIS GUY IS FOLLOWING US!@@ I pretend to be normal, calm. Why can't that light just switch to green so I can move on?! @@.chris;They are right behind us, @@<<linkreplace "ruuuuuuun!">>@@.chris;ruuuuuuun!@@ I feel a sudden hit in the back. They have knocked me down. I cannot move. I feel paralyzed. Hopefully it's just a shock. @@.chris; Ahh what are you guys doing? Leave me alone. I swear, I wasn't the one who ate all candys, I swear!! Don't lift me up, I'm already a big boy. Don't touch me, let me be!@@ I feel myself being [[lifted up.|hope that everything will be fine]] <<set $fromNASA = true>> <</linkreplace>> <</linkappend>>

I pack my strawberries very cautiously in the back of my car. Luckily, on this beautiful afternoon, there's not much traffic. Probably most of the people spend their free time in the park somewhere. I'll do that after the meeting <<linkappend "too.">> After only about five minutes driving, I find myself in front of the NASA Science Center. Enormous. We at FoodPorn already have a huge, extremly modern complex. But this... Is on a whole new level. At the lobby I am picked up by the man from the phone yesterday. He guides me into a meeting room, where I'll have to wait until Mr. Lamp finds time to talk to me. At least that's what he <<linkappend "said. ">> Some minutes pass where I have time to inspect the meeting room. Very luxurious. The latest technology for video conferences, large touchscreens to discuss their new found technology. They really must have alot of money over here. I calm myself down because I feel Chris appearing. There's no time for him now. It's too important. What if they wouldn't hire me because of my <<linkappend "issues?">> The door opens. Here he is. Donald Lamp. A man, aged about 40 years enters the room. He's wearing a very expensive looking, tailor-made suit and a neatly tied tie. And sunglasses. @@.sam; PHAHA, he's probably as "cool" as Billy! Weirdo!@@ Mr. Lamp is followed by a young, shy looking man. He's carrying an extremly heavy looking briefcase <<linkappend "him.">> "You are... uhmmm..." Donald Lamp starts the conversation. "This is Rinat Müller" says the man behind him. "Ahhh... right... and he's presenting what exactly?" he asks, hardly taking a glance at me. "Some interesting plants" the other man continues. "But I think Mr. Müller would like to tell you this in person, that's why he's <<linkappend "here.">> Thankfully I start explaining. "This strawberries have great value because..." "Wait, was this the guy with the blue strawberries?" interrupts Lamp my speech. I nod my head in affirmation. "Stop talking then. Gimme the berries." With some mistrust, I hand them over to <<linkappend "him.">> "Nice, wouldn't have thought they look that pretty! I'll keep them. I guess even more ladys are willing to visit my house, or bed of course, when I tell them I own those magical blue strawberries." He looks at the plant and pets it preciously. It's quiet in the room. "Ahh you still here? Hush hush! You're not needed anymore.<<linkappend "Leave!">> Very disappointed, I leave the center. Without my berries. @@.sam;What a bastard! Should've punched those glasses in his disgusting face!!@@ I'm not even mad at Sam right now. He's completely right. <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>>

I take the bus directly from work, so that my plants look nice and neat when I present them to Mr. Lamp. I look around in the bus. Nothing exceptional, perhaps I was just too <<linkappend "nervous.">> Some minutes later, I find myself in front of the NASA Science Center. Enormous. We at FoodPorn already have a huge, extremly modern complex. But this... Is on a whole new level. At the lobby I am picked up by the man from the phone yesterday. He guides me into a meeting room, where I will have to wait until Mr. Lamp finds time to talk to me. At least that's what he <<linkappend "said.">> Some minutes pass where I have time to inspect the meeting room. Very luxurious. The latest technology for video conferences, large touchscreens to discuss their new found technology. They really must have alot of money over here. I calm myself down because I feel Chris appearing. There's no time for him now. It's too important. What if they wouldn't hire me because of my <<linkappend "issues?">> The door opens. Here he is. Donald Lamp. A man, aged about 40 years enters the room. He's wearing a very expensive looking, tailor-made suit and a neatly tied tie. And sunglasses. @@.sam; PHAHA, he's probably as "cool" as Billy! Weirdo!@@ Mr. Lamp is followed by a young, shy looking man. He's carrying an extremly heavy looking briefcase with <<linkappend "him.">> "Hello, you must be Mr. Müller, right?" he says and shakes my hand energetically. "You will tell us more about those miraculous strawberries, I'm very intrested!" he says with a tired and fake <<linkappend "smile.">> Should I be worried now? <<set $possibilityToDie to 0>> <<linkreplace "Yes.">>Yes.<<remove "#answerNo">><<set $possibilityToFindASolution += 1>><<append "#theFirstParagraph">>Nonetheless I start my speech. After my presentation, Lamp keeps staring at the blue strawberries in awe. Then he looks up again and I might be able to make out a small hint of a real smile in his face. Can this be true? <<linkreplace "Of course he's happy, you got the job!">>Of course he's happy, you got the job!<<remove "#answerChris">><<set $possibilityToFindASolution += 1>><<append "#theSecondParagraph">>"This is... very promising! We would have a very interesting job that we could offer you. But first you need to sign..." he waves at the small man which hands him a big stack of paper out from the briefcase "this contract. You know, we are really concerned about our privacy, everything we do is top secret." <<linkappend "I stare at the contract.">> I'm a quick reader but this would take me weeks to read too. Would it be careless if I'd just sign the contract? @@.sam; Yes but... HAHAHA LOL! Who the fuck cares about rules am I right?@@ @@.mayve; Yes of course! But this is your only chance, let's take it!@@ I sigh. I have to act now. I sign the <<linkappend "paper.">> "Perfect! Good choice. I will now tell you our plans." Lamp <<linkappend "says.">> "We plan on heading to Mars. But most of our competitors don't plan to settle there. We step up the game, because exactly this is our goal. As there are no sources of water and wildlife, our ressources will end at one point. That's where your strawberries come in handy. If they can provide water and nutrition, we're save. And that's exactly why we're better than any of our rivals." He makes a pause. I am completely overwhelmed. I have never thought my beautiful strawberries would make it that far, they will go to Mars! "You really look somewhat surprised, Mr. Müller, but there's even more to <<linkappend "come.">> As you are the only expert in the field, it will be your duty to take care of the plants. They are very crucial in our success and we wouldn't dare not to take the best people we can find. Our mission starts soon so I'd suggest you better prepare yourself for your mission." I am beyond overwhelmed now. I still can't crasp the slightest part of <<linkappend "this.">> "Here's your personal badge, your training stuff and the timetable" Lamp says and gives me a pile of various things. "We'll see you tomorrow for introduction to your team, be there on time!" I guess it's true. [[I will fly to Mars then.]] But first I really want to [[tell those amazing news Billy.]] <</linkappend>><</linkappend>><</linkappend>><</linkappend>><</linkappend>><</append>><</linkreplace>> <<linkreplace "No. That's another fake smile.">>No. That's another fake smile.<<remove "#answerMayve">><<set $possibilityToDie +=1>><<append "#theSecondParagraph">>"This is... very promising! We would have a very interesting job that we could offer you. But first you need to sign..." he waves at the small man which hands him a big stack of paper out from the briefcase "this contract. You know, we are really concerned about our privacy, everything we do is top secret." <<linkappend "I stare at the contract.">> I'm a quick reader but this would take me weeks to read too. Would it be careless if I'd just sign the contract? @@.sam; Yes but... HAHAHA LOL! Who the fuck cares about rules am I right?@@ @@.mayve; Yes of course! But this is your only chance, let's take it!@@ I sigh. I have to act now. I sign the <<linkappend "paper.">> "Perfect! Good choice. I will now tell you our plans." Lamp <<linkappend "says.">> "We plan on heading to Mars. But most of our competitors don't plan to settle there. We step up the game, because exactly this is our goal. As there are no sources of water and wildlife, our ressources will end at one point. That's where your strawberries come in handy. If they can provide water and nutrition, we're save. And that's exactly why we're better than any of our rivals." He makes a pause. I am completely overwhelmed. I have never thought my beautiful strawberries would make it that far, they will go to Mars! "You really look somewhat surprised, Mr. Müller, but there's even more to <<linkappend "come.">> As you are the only expert in the field, it will be your duty to take care of the plants. They are very crucial in our success and we wouldn't dare not to take the best people we can find. Our mission starts soon so I'd suggest you better prepare yourself for your mission." I am beyond overwhelmed now. I still can't crasp the slightest part of <<linkappend "this.">> "Here's your personal badge, your training stuff and the timetable" Lamp says and gives me a pile of various things. "We'll see you tomorrow for introduction to your team, be there on time!" I guess it's true. [[I will fly to Mars then.]] But first I really want to [[tell those amazing news Billy.]] <</linkappend>><</linkappend>><</linkappend>><</linkappend>><</linkappend>><</append>><</linkreplace>><</append>><</linkreplace>> <<linkreplace "No.">>No.<<remove "#answerYes">><<set $possibilityToDie +=1>><<append "#theFirstParagraph">>Nonetheless I start my speech. After my presentation, Lamp keeps staring at the blue strawberries in awe. Then he looks up again and I might be able to make out a small hint of a real smile in his face. Can this be true? <<linkreplace "Of course he's happy, you got the job!">>Of course he's happy, you got the job!<<remove "#answerChris">><<set $possibilityToFindASolution += 1>><<append "#theSecondParagraph">>"This is... very promising! We would have a very interesting job that we could offer you. But first you need to sign..." he waves at the small man which hands him a big stack of paper out from the briefcase "this contract. You know, we are really concerned about our privacy, everything we do is top secret." <<linkappend "I stare at the contract.">> I'm a quick reader but this would take me weeks to read too. Would it be careless if I'd just sign the contract? @@.sam; Yes but... HAHAHA LOL! Who the fuck cares about rules am I right?@@ @@.mayve; Yes of course! But this is your only chance, let's take it!@@ I sigh. I have to act now. I sign the <<linkappend "paper.">> "Perfect! Good choice. I will now tell you our plans." Lamp <<linkappend "says.">> "We plan on heading to Mars. But most of our competitors don't plan to settle there. We step up the game, because exactly this is our goal. As there are no sources of water and wildlife, our ressources will end at one point. That's where your strawberries come in handy. If they can provide water and nutrition, we're save. And that's exactly why we're better than any of our rivals." He makes a pause. I am completely overwhelmed. I have never thought my beautiful strawberries would make it that far, they will go to Mars! "You really look somewhat surprised, Mr. Müller, but there's even more to <<linkappend "come.">> As you are the only expert in the field, it will be your duty to take care of the plants. They are very crucial in our success and we wouldn't dare not to take the best people we can find. Our mission starts soon so I'd suggest you better prepare yourself for your mission." I am beyond overwhelmed now. I still can't crasp the slightest part of <<linkappend "this.">> "Here's your personal badge, your training stuff and the timetable" Lamp says and gives me a pile of various things. "We'll see you tomorrow for introduction to your team, be there on time!" I guess it's true. [[I will fly to Mars then.]] But first I really want to [[tell those amazing news Billy.]] <</linkappend>><</linkappend>><</linkappend>><</linkappend>><</linkappend>><</append>><</linkreplace>> <<linkreplace "No. That's another fake smile.">>No. That's another fake smile.<<remove "#answerMayve">><<set $possibilityToDie +=1>><<append "#theSecondParagraph">>"This is... very promising! We would have a very interesting job that we could offer you. But first you need to sign..." he waves at the small man which hands him a big stack of paper out from the briefcase "this contract. You know, we are really concerned about our privacy, everything we do is top secret." <<linkappend "I stare at the contract.">> I'm a quick reader but this would take me weeks to read too. Would it be careless if I'd just sign the contract? @@.sam; Yes but... HAHAHA LOL! Who the fuck cares about rules am I right?@@ @@.mayve; Yes of course! But this is your only chance, let's take it!@@ I sigh. I have to act now. I sign the <<linkappend "paper.">> "Perfect! Good choice. I will now tell you our plans." Lamp <<linkappend "says.">> "We plan on heading to Mars. But most of our competitors don't plan to settle there. We step up the game, because exactly this is our goal. As there are no sources of water and wildlife, our ressources will end at one point. That's where your strawberries come in handy. If they can provide water and nutrition, we're save. And that's exactly why we're better than any of our rivals." He makes a pause. I am completely overwhelmed. I have never thought my beautiful strawberries would make it that far, they will go to Mars! "You really look somewhat surprised, Mr. Müller, but there's even more to <<linkappend "come.">> As you are the only expert in the field, it will be your duty to take care of the plants. They are very crucial in our success and we wouldn't dare not to take the best people we can find. Our mission starts soon so I'd suggest you better prepare yourself for your mission." I am beyond overwhelmed now. I still can't crasp the slightest part of <<linkappend "this.">> "Here's your personal badge, your training stuff and the timetable" Lamp says and gives me a pile of various things. "We'll see you tomorrow for introduction to your team, be there on time!" I guess it's true. [[I will fly to Mars then.]] But first I really want to [[tell those amazing news Billy.]] <</linkappend>><</linkappend>><</linkappend>><</linkappend>><</linkappend>><</append>><</linkreplace>><</append>><</linkreplace>> <</linkappend>><</linkappend>><</linkappend>><</linkappend>><</linkappend>>

After the meeting with Lamp, I head directly back to FoodPorn and enter [[Billys Lab.|enter.]]

I still can't believe this. I am now part of this amazing team of scientists, heading to Mars. We get on pretty well, but I needed some time first to get settled. Mr. Lamp made it really clear to me that he doesn't care about my DID. Luckily, my team gave me some space in the beginning and now everything is going well. To be honest, <<linkreplace "not //everything//.">> not //everything//. I am kind of worried about my strawberries. Some of them started to wilt and I have no idea why. I have to figure out this problem. @@.chris; Oh no we all gonna DIE! I told you we should've stayed at home!!@@ <<linkreplace "Calm down Chris,">>"Calm down Chris, I should stay focused. Even though I have analyzed this berry for such a long time, probably I haven't found out everything yet."<<remove "#approveChris">><<set $possibilityToFindASolution += 1>> <<linkreplace "I should try to analyze it now with the few tools I have. There must be a way to figure this out.">>I should try to analyze it now with the few tools I have. There must be a way to figure this out. [[Go analyzing. |Find a solution]] <<if $nutritionValue>> <<remove "#giveInAndCall">> <</if>><<set$possibilityToFindASolution += 1>><</linkreplace>> <<set $nutritionValue = true>> <<if $nutritionValue>> <<linkreplace "It is pretty useless now. There is no chance now to find a solution before all my plants died. It is better to call the Center and tell them, so they could already start providing us with food.">>It is pretty useless now. There is no chance now to find a solution before all my plants died. It is better to call the Center and tell them, so they could already start providing us with food.<<remove"#analyzeNow">><<set $possibilityToDie +=1>>[[Call the Center. |Find a solution]]<</linkreplace>><<set $callNasa = true >> <</if>> <</linkreplace>> <<linkreplace "Yes Chris,">>Yes Chris, you're completely right. We should have stayed home. This was a pretty bad idea. But nevertheless, I can't escape anymore. We are stuck and we have to figure this out. <<linkreplace "Probably">>Probably I have overseen something. I should have kept on analyzing back at FoodPorn. Now I don't have all my tools anymore that I used to have while I was working in the lab. <<remove "#denyChris">><<set $possibilityToDie +=1>> <<linkreplace "I should try to analyze it now with the few tools I have. There must be a way to figure this out.">>I should try to analyze it now with the few tools I have. There must be a way to figure this out.<<if $nutritionValue>><<remove "#giveInAndCall">> <</if>><<set$possibilityToFindASolution += 1>>[[Go analyzing. |Find a solution]]<</linkreplace>> <<set $nutritionValue>> <<if $nutritionValue>> <<linkreplace "It is pretty useless now. There is no chance now to find a solution before all my plants died. It is better to call the Center and tell them, so they could already start providing us with food.">>It is pretty useless now. There is no chance now to find a solution before all my plants died. It is better to call the Center and tell them, so they could already start providing us with food.<<remove"#analyzeNow">> <<set $possibilityToDie +=1>>[[Find a solution]]<</linkreplace>> <<set $callNasa = true >> <</if>> <</linkreplace>><</linkreplace>> <</linkreplace>>

Did you manage to find the solution? <<if $possibilityToFindASolution >= 5>> [[Yes!]] <<else>> [[No!]] <</if>>

Luckily, I remembered correctly that there are other light conditions than there were in my lab. Thanks to my amazing team we could recreate these conditions. My berries have never looked better than now! <<timed 5s>>Tomorrow, we will [[land on Mars]].<</timed>>

I didn't manage to find a solution, I can't believe this! @@.chris; Ahh it's over! Are we gonna die now? I'm too young to die!@@ <<if $callNasa == true >> [[Let's see |(NoBerries)Arrival]] <<else>> [[Let's see|death during flight]] <</if>>

All the strawberries wilted. <<timed 2s>>They grayish leftovers still are in their pots. It's embarassing. How could I be so foolish to believe there are plants that don't need water?<</timed>> <<timed 4s>> How could I be so foolish to sign this contract? Normally, I, Rinat, I think.<</timed>> <<timed 8s>> Alot.<</timed>> <<timed 10s>> I think before I act. But this time I did not and it didn't end well.<</timed>> <<timed 11s>> Now I have to pay for it.<</timed>> <<timed 13s>>And the others too.<</timed>><<timed 15s>> I feel so guilty.<</timed>> <<timed 19s>> We will starve in here.<</timed>> <<timed 23s>>All of us. <</timed>> [img[images\deathDuringFlight.png]]

After some time which felt like an eternity, our shuttle finally stands still. We get settled and prepare ourselves to go on our first expedition. I am going to be one of the first people who put their feet on Mars! Even after these seven months that we spent travelling here, it is still unbelievable. @@.yogi;This is absolutely lovely! I just hope we get some nice sunshine <<linkappend "there!">>@@ The door opens and we step out of the shuttle. My training helped me alot for getting used to this new kind of gravity but it still feels weird. We start taking samples. My task is now to find spots where the blue strawberries could grow best. Therefore I am looking for good lighting <<linkappend "conditions">> I start hopping around, getting more and more accustomed to this light-weight feeling of my body. @@.chris;Jump! Juuump! Higher!@@ I let my personalities go for a moment, I think, that for all of us, this moment is <<linkappend "overwhelming.">> By now I have found some suitable spots. But there could possibly be even better places somewhere. Should I [[continue hopping]] to find even better spots and enjoy this free time for a while? Or should I keep on working and [[report back]] the spots that I have found so far? The sooner the better the berries get accustomed to this completely new environment. [img[images\landOnMars.png]] <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>>

I go to my team. They all sit in our tiny little kitchen, having a blast. <<timed 2s>>I can't believe my eyes, they are eating my strawberries! "<<linkappend "What are you eating?!">>" I ask them, in a mixture between anger and despair. "Uhmm... what does it look like? We're eating the leftovers that you didn't plant, they are so delicious! <<timed 7s>>Well they where, because this one was the last. You should've told us before if you wanted one too." One of my coworker says while licking his fingers deliciously. "Leftovers?!", I begin to lose my mind. "Those weren't leftovers, I haven't planted them yet! You are a bunch of idiots!" @@.sam;Ahh here we go, finally gettin' some swear words! Fuckin awesome!@@ <</timed>><<timed 20s>>"Are you kidding?" One of the others asks. Indignant I answer: "No, I'm not. And I told you before that I was waiting to be sure they will survive. Now we're screwed. Because you were not listening. Our stock of food will end in a few days. All was depending on my strawberries.<</timed>><<timed 28s>>And you ruined it, it was not even my fault." [img[images\worries.png]] <</timed>> <</linkappend>> <</timed>>

After some time which felt like an eternity, our shuttle finally stands still. We get settled and prepare ourselves to go on our first expedition. I am going to be one of the first people who put their feet on Mars. Even after these seven months that we spent travelling here, it is still unbelievable. @@.yogi;This is absolutely lovely! I just hope we get some nice sunshine there!@@ The door opens and we step out of the shuttle. My training helped me alot for getting used to this new kind of gravity but it still feels weird. We start taking samples. My task is now to find spots where the blue strawberries could grow best. Even though mine didn't survive, they will send new ones as soon as possible. I start hopping around, getting more and more accustomed to this light-weight feeling of my body. @@.chris;Jump! Juuump! Higher!@@ I let my personalities go for a moment, I think for all of us that this moment is overwhelming. Suddenly, I realise something is different. There are footsteps... And they are not mine. @@.sam;[[Let's follow those weird-ass footsteps! I bet those creatures look freakin' disugsting!@@]]@@ @@.yogi;[[Oh, what kind of creatures could be living here? Let's find out and greet them!@@]]@@ [img[images\landOnMars.png]]

More than a dozen of huge eyes are blinking at me from above. I try to stay calm. Could these creatures really be... Aliens? Mayve? Yogi? Could you guys please <<linkappend "assist me?">> @@.yogi; Of course! Make peace, lovely! Let's just sit down and say "ohmmm" for a while. Probably this will work out? @@ I sit down, the creatures now appear even taller. <<linkappend "I say:">>"@@.yogi; ohmmm @@" <<timed 4s>>All those eyes seem to relax and calm down. Even I start to calm down too. I guess this is a good start for a new friendship! [img[images\aliens.png]] <</timed>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>>

More than a dozen of huge eyes are blinking at me from above. They seem very curious. @@.sam;"PAHAHA! You guys look even weirder than I have expected. Ugly bunch of aliens! You just hang out here because you're to ugly to be seen at daylight!"@@ I hear myself shouting. My voice echoes at the stony <<linkappend "walls.">>The expression of the creatures suddenly change. They don't seem that curious anymore... It is more like they are <<linkappend "angry.">> They are getting closer to me. <<timed 2s>>Sam, why did you do that?! @@.sam;Since when do I care about what I say? I won't say sorry, you know that!@@ I am now completely surrounded. "I'm so sorry, this wasn't my intention", I say, trying to calm them down. <</timed>> <<timed 10s>> But it was too late. I am knocked over from behind. <</timed>> [img[images\aliens.png]] <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>>

I go again to check on the strawberries. It has been five days since I planted them. <<timed 3s>>When I arrive there, I am in shock. They look terrible. I kneel down to <<linkappend"investigate them.">> I am brushing through the leaves and hear a cracking noise. <<timed 3s>>The leaves seem to crumble when I touch them. For God's sake, I thought they were freeze resistant! If I just kept analyzing I would have known that for sure, but now it's too late. Our food supply just died.<</timed>> <<timed 7s>> @@.sam; HAHAHA... SHIT! Game OVER! I told you in the beginning, plants are fucking crap!@@ [img[images\plantThemAnyways.png]] <</timed>> <</linkappend>> <</timed>>

I go into my lab in the shuttle to fetch the berries. Loaded with the strawberries and a shovel, I leave our station. On a nice, well-lit place, I dig a hole and plant those miraculous blue strawberries. <<timed 5s>>It's amazing how these little plants could change my life so fast. <</timed>>

I spend these days in my lab and outside. When I am not hopping around and taking samples of the soil, I am spending my time with the strawberries and see how they are <<linkappend "doing.">> Somehow, the plants are changing. I couldn't figure out what it is <<linkappend "yet.">> It seems as their DNA is modifying too. Probably that's also the reason why this plant could develop itself in the first place. @@.mayve; Let's figure out these changes.@@ <<if $freezeResistance && $colorProperty && $nutritionValue && $animalTest && $watering && $lightConditions>> [[What might be these changes? |good changes]] <<else>> [[What might be these changes? |bad changes]] <</if>> <</linkappend>> <</linkappend>>

This is amazing! The plants start blooming faster and the berries seem to develop much quicker. This tiny little plant never stops to amaze me. Now we will have no longer to be worried about not having enough food or water for years! <<timed 8s>>This is the best start that we could have in this whole new world! <</timed>>

I am analyzing the berries <<linkappend "closer.">> It looks like their nutritional values are sinking rapidly. In addition, some of the berries started dyeing in a reddish colour. <<timed 5s>>It seems as they are loosing their magical powers! Without these powers we are lost. We have neither food nor water. Only normal, red strawberries. <</timed>> <</linkappend>>

I didn't find a solution, all the berries have wilted by now. But at least I did call my boss in advance. We are provided with food now, so after all we are not going to starve because of my fault. Still, the disappointment is huge, but we are still in the game about expanding to Mars. Just without the strawberries. @@.sam; PHAA! You are such a looser!@@ @@.yogi; No he's not. He did the best he could. We are all fine, thanks to him, lovely!@@ Tomorrow, we will land on Mars. [[I am so excited what we will discover!|(NoBerries)meet aliens]] [[I am so nervous, hopefully all will end well.|(NoBerries)meet aliens]]

I follow the footsteps. As I continue, I can make out more and more, which are going in the same direction. They seem to be heading into a big cave. Curiously, [[ I step into the cavern. |get killed by aliens]]

It is still unbelieveable, I am on Mars! @@.mayve; Good work Rinat, I'm so proud of you!@@ I continue hopping along, taking pictures from nice spots <<linkappend "here and there.">> Suddenly, I realise something is different. There are footsteps... And they belong neither to me nor my colleagues. [[Let's follow those weird-ass footsteps! I bet those creatures look freakin' disugsting!@@]] [[Oh, what kind of creatures could be living here? Let's find out and greet them!@@]] [img[images\continueHopping.png]] <</linkappend>>

I head towards our spaceshuttle to report my findings. My team seems pretty satisfied with my results. But what should I do now? <<timed 3s>>@@.mayve; I can't help you with this one, Rinat. I think you have to choose on your own.@@ Should I already go and [[plant]] the strawberries? Or should I [[keep waiting]] and look how things go? <</timed>>

My guts told me to wait for some time. What if they can't cope with the environment here? Probably there's still some characteristics of this planet that we couldn't emulate before. <<if $nutritionValue == true>>"placeholder" Should I tell my team about my [[worries]]? <</if>> Or should I just keep this to myself and [[hope everything will turn out fine?]] <<if $freezeResistance == false>>"placeholder" Nevermind, I have to [[plant them anyways.]] Since I can't change the environment here anyways, it makes no difference whether I am planting them now or later. <</if>> <<if $nutritionValue == false && $freezeResistance == true>> I should keep those worries to myself and [[hope everything will turn out fine.|hope everything will turn out fine?]] <</if>>

@@.chris;I wanna talk to Billy!!! ♪ Let's tell Billy all willy-nilly! ♪ @@ @@.sam;Are you back for more kid? Although, I gotta agree with you. Maybe he'll shock-bite his lips so hard he will kill and experiment on another critter! Hahaha! Hopefully not on us...@@ Didn't Mayve just tell us to think it through before acting? Alas, two smart heads can think twice as effectively as one. I hurry over to Carton's laboratory and [[enter.]]

I don't know what I've expected upon entering, but this was definitely not it. Billy is sitting at a newly erected desk and ingesting a brown substance. Nothing crazy or over the top, no mess to be seen for now. "You are aware that we are supposed to take tea breaks in the break room, aren't you? What if something got mixed up? @@.yogi;Smells absolutely lovely dear! Would you mind us joining in? Do you happen to have an ayurvedic spice infusion?@@" I am sitting at the table-like arrangement and sipping on tea. We don't talk about this. Billy seems in the zone. He appears almost normal whenever he enjoys his lab-made tea. This is very nice. We will be able to come to a pragmatic conclusion if I tell him right now. He interrupts my thinking. "This specific blend has been used after a ritual practiced in the 16th century, where humans deemed lesser beings where sacrified in order to please the gods. The cult would pierce their necks and let the blood drip on stone statues to summon spirits. Now I don't really care about the practice, but I do wonder, if they made up these rituals under the effect of the hallucinogens in the tea. It is so interesting, what the human mind is capable of, when it's not restricted by any boundaries!" "Are you drugging me at work right now?! Are you out of your mind?!" I hate this guy. Why did I expect this to be regular tea. What will happen now? "My current research is very effective against hallucinogens. You are but another test subject my friend! Here, take a whiff off this plant. That is already enough to completely negate any unwanted effects. I am under a non-disclosure agreement though. This baby is expected to hit the market in around five years." This man is a genius after all. [[I take a whiff and start talking.]]

"... and yes, all over the world. The possibilities are endless with this discovery!" Billy's eyes lighten up. He suddenly jumps up and pushes the tea aside. This makes it spill all over my lap. I feel the pain of stubbing my small toe against the bed intensified about fifty times. Billy joins me in screaming around, although his screams are of joy and excitement rather than pain. "THIS COULD HELP ME FURTHER DEVELOP ANOTHER RESEARCH IN THE MEDICAL FIELD. HERE!" He pulls down my pants and rubs some substance on the burns. [[I pass out from the pain and shock.]]

When I open my eyes, I see the light coming through the window. My back hurts. This isn't right. Wasn't I just at work and... The burns! I check under the covers. @@.sam;Can we think about Miss Torres this time?@@ Shut up Sam, this isn't it. Where are the scars? Did I just dream the entire time? What time is it? I'M LATE FOR WORK! HOW COULD THIS HAPPEN? [[I JUST THROW ON WHATEVER IS ON THE FLOOR AND RUSH TO WORK.]]

@@.chris;SECURITY CHECK SO SLOW! LET ME IN!!!@@ I finally made it to the laboratory. Now back to where I left off last time. I enter to find a horrible scene... All my samples are mixed up, some are missing. I see a trail of dried up... Tea and blood?! My notes! What happened to my notes? What is this? I check my laboratory thoroughly... "Rinat! What is this mess? Did you develop a new personality that's a mix between a tornado and wild hog? Dios santo! Clean this immediately. I just came by to let you know, that Mister Carton has made a new scientific breakthrough and you should be ready to assist him when needed. Good bye." @@.sam;Bitch.@@ I don't understand a thing. [[Enter Billy's Lab.]]

He changed his security code. Good thing he opens the lab for me. "Oh you're up again! Thanks to you I discovered that you shouldn't combine yesterdays substances or it will leave you with side effects. So, are you here to [[check my progress on the berries?]]" What? [[I am so angry I can barely think.]] [img[images\creepingUp.png]]

I am incredibly confused as to what is going on but I instinctively just nod and enter. "Soo homeboy how are you feeling? Check this out!" He points to... The samples and notes from my laboratory! He added his own stuff it seems. "When you passed out yesterday I thought I could just go with my whim and go further on your discovery! I took your unconscious body to scan your fingerprint and get into your lab and left your body in a safe position there, while I took your stuff to keep experimenting in my own lab. I already told Misses Torres about my findings! At the end of the work day I brought you home. Sorry for eating your Néslo cereals by the way. So, are you willing to join me and find out more?" [[I am so angry I can barely think.]] "[[Okay]] Sure? I think?"

Oh no. It's happening. IT is awakening. I can feel it slowly burning its way from the bottom of my feet to my hips. As long as H doesn't completely consume me I should be fine... I can hear H's creepy laugh echoing somewhere in the back of my head. @@.sam; Nonono not that one... I'm out if that son of a bitch shows up I'm telling ya!@@ I think I can calm myself a bit. I need to [[let him explain himself]]. [[I think breaking his face can calm me a bit.]] [img[images\samscreem.png]]

I sit down and make sure not to drink or inhale anything weird this time. "I combined those incredible characteristics of the berries with my findings from my previous work. I created a sub-berry which can satiate a person for a week and cover their need for water for an entire month with only one berry! I let my knowledge flow into this work and created hallucinogenic berries and the antidote berries to counter those. What do you think? Do you want to see these babies in action?" @@.sam;"If I eat one trippy berry will I start hallucinating that you aren't ugly?"@@ I high-five myself. "That was uncalled for Sa-" Billy interrupts me. "SAM DO YOU WANT TO BE MY FIRST TEST SUBJECT?" He starts unbuttoning his shirt. @@.sam;"Man what are you doing? I'm out!"@@ I stop Billy from undressing. "Can you control your whims for a little bit so we can figure out the next steps to take?" "I suggest we [[go somewhere neutral]], where we can converse in peace."

I swing directly at his face. He dodges, grabs my extended arm and twists it. "Hey hey hey hey what are you doing?!" @@.hshadow;"I'm just trying to [[rearrange your face.]]"@@ Back off and [[let him explain himself]]. Maybe that can calm me again.

Billy holds on to my arm and then snaps it in two and pushes me to the floor. This excruciating pain is even worse than what I felt yesterday. My elbow is bent backwards. @@.hshadow;It is already broken. [[Rip out your arm and beat him.]]@@ I look around while holding on to my strangely wiggling arm. Billy pushed me directly under his experimenting table. [[Let me reach for the top of it.]]

Okay. I grab and start pulling. I look up to see Billy's facial expression completely change. He is intrigued. He looks really excited. "ARE YOU TRYING TO RIP OUT YOUR OWN ARM?" He laughs like a maniac. "DO YOU WANT ME TO HELP YOU RINAT? I AM SO VERY ENTERTAINED MY FRIEND! IF YOU KNOCK YOURSELF OUT I CAN JUST EXPERIMENT FURTHER!" @@.hshadow;He is bluffing. Get him.@@ Maybe I should stop after all. The desk. [[Let me reach for the top of it.]] [[I can make it.]]

I can feel a [[vial]]. There is also something [[sharp]].

@@.hshadow;Remember how you ripped out your tooth for the tooth fairy as a child? Let's try it like that. Try to wrap your arm around the tableleg and then sharply pull yourself away from it. I believe in you. You can do it.@@ I start crawling for the leg. Billy grabs something and starts pouring it all around me. I don't care, I will pull through with this. I pick up my broken arm and wrap it around the table leg and make a knot with my shirt. Now the most important part. [[PULL!]]

I pull as hard as I can. I hear a snap! The table construct falls on me. I'm caught in the trap. Help. Please just let me beat this guy. @@.hshadow;You are absolutely garbage. Way too incompetent. You should've let me take over the body completely and this would've worked out.@@ Billy dances around me and observes me. "You poor thing! Let me help you out." He lights up a match stick and throws it on the floor. "Ohh I can't wait to see how this turns out! It feels like opening gifts on christmas morning!" He leaves the lab. What the hell? @@.hshadow;Fool. You aren't as smart as you make yourself out to be. He poured gasoline all around.@@ I see the flames rising. I am caught unter this collapsed crap table. I guess I will have to watch myself burn. My flesh smells so bad... You died. GAME OVER [img[images\presentationHall.png]]

What is inside of this thing? Who cares. "Are you trying to numb your pain? Good, good. You could also just stay still and let me do the work!" Billy gets closer to me. [[Drink whatever is in there.]] [[Smash the glass against Billy.]]

I grab the sharp thing and cut myself. It's a knife. I start stabbing Billy's leg. He screams in agony and kneels down. "YOU STAY DOWN!" He pushes his thumbs into my eyes. I struggle to defend myself and kick him desperately. All that kicking and rolling around knocks over a bunch of vials. "Fuck! What did you just do?!" Billy says under his breath. "The contents of these vials are highly toxic. We are both going to die. The fumes have already entered our systems. You ugly peasant!" He bites off a chunk of my cheek. @@..hshadow;Yes! He will die! You killed him! YES!@@ I pass out. You died. GAME OVER

I down whatever is in there. Will this stuff heal me? Billy is observing me. [[A minute passes.]]

I take a swing and smash the glass vial against Billy's leg. It breaks and I continue to swing at his leg with the shards. "AAAAAH YOU BASTARD!" He screams in agony and kicks my face in. The kick was hard enough to make me [[pass out.]]

When I open my eyes, I see the light coming through the bars. I get up like every day. My back hurts. This jail cell has no mattress. I am just chilling. @@.hshadow;Killing.@@ Killing time, yes. I also think it is very ironic how Billy was bailed out of jail by Misses Torres for accidentally killing a neighbors cat who happened to taste his experimented plants. He continued to experiment on the cat and the neighbors called the police on him. Now I am sitting in jail for murdering Billy and Misses Torres was the one who got me here. It's been two years since that incident. The vial I had grabbed was filled with a highly toxic substance. It entered William Carton's leg through the cuts dealt by the shards and killed him within minutes. I was sentenced to life in prison for murder. After waking up and being nursed back to life, the only personality that's stuck with me, Rinat, is H. I wish I could see the outside world and learn what happened with my discovery afterwards. I wonder if I was still able to change the world.

You drank a highly toxic substance and died. William Carton was once again sentenced to life in prison for murder. The last time he had been bailed out of jail by Misses Torres for accidentally killing a neighbors cat, who happened to taste his experimented on plants. Back then he continued to experiment on the cat and the neighbors called the police on him. GAME OVER

Since Misses Torres is very understanding of our mental states, we only have to check in at work at eight every morning and afterwards we are free to work however we like, as long as we provide results on time. We make our way to a hidden café in a very shady backstreet near work and ask for the closed off conference room. @@.sam;This café is frequented by social rejects, freaks and other creatures dear god hasn't spent enough time creating with. Ha. We're one of them.@@ @@.yogi; Everybody is lovely in their own way! Even this lovely regular who was spotted scratching their own butt and sniffing it in front of the café.@@ "Hey Carton welcome back here boy. What can I get for the two of you?" The waitress greets us. "The usual for me, Ceryl. If you spit in it, make sure to spit twice." Billy bites his lips and gives her the crazy eyes. "Oh you!" The waitress laughs. I think I'll get a plain coffee. @@.chris; "HOT CHOCO!!!"@@ @@.yogi;"And an unsweetened Chai Tea with almond milk please!"@@ "Excuse me... I meant... black coffee..." I claw my seat in an effort not to let anyone else interject. Just. Bring. Me. Coffee. And. You. Guys. Shut. UP. "Right up." She gives me a fake smile. She must be getting paid well to be working here and dealing with people like us. "How do you know these guys again?" I ask Carton about the owners of the café. "Before I was jailed, I managed to make coffee beans as luxurious as Luwak coffee without the entire process of an exotic cat eating and shitting them out. I was thinking about shitting them out myse-" "Okay that's enough! Good to know they still support you even nowadays." Why oh why do I keep asking this guy stuff. It's like wanting to touch a hot stove even when you know about the consequences. Misses Torres is an angel for bailing this guy out of jail and picking me up from the other side of the globe, despite our ways. William Carton, 25, my fellow coworker and neighbor who shares our garden. This man with his annoying signature lip bite who always seems cleanly shaven because he burnt his facial hair off while experimenting had been jailed for an unfortunate turn of events. He left a bioengineered plant outside, which then got licked by his neighbor's cat. The cat died right there and Billy decided not to waste the corpse of the deceased cat and experimented on it. The neighbors caught him experimenting on their dead cat and called the police. Since he has his own way with words it was hard for him to explain what happened and the rest follows. [[Ask about his family]] Let's get straight to the [[important matters]]: berry business.

"Hey um, before you got jailed... I know you never talk about them but..." "You gonna ask me about my family? That's rare of YOU to talk about! Isn't your FAMILY the reason you cursed me with Sam the spam?" @@.sam;"Boo that was so bad. Don't try that again you swollen orangutan asslipped idiot!"@@ "HAHA! GOTCHA! Well, well, if you insist on talking about it. I still got my family but they live in the neighboring city. This place ain't the best to raise kids after all." @@.sam; That's what they tell him, huh. The guy is great at raising plants, but kids? Hell nah! Maybe he tried to bite THEM...@@ "I haven't met my wife in a couple weeks now. Bitch is crazy I'm telling ya! She keeps nagging me about wearing shades everywhere and being messy! SHUT UP!" "That does sound particularly crazy for a normal man like yourself." He nods energetically. "YEAH RIGHT? Sometimes I am glad she is dead. But not completely. Haha gotta love her after all!" Right right. His wife is dead. Kind of. She had died in a car crash three years prior and he put her brain in a life-like robot and made her an immortal cyborg capable of human feelings. His two children are actually not organic and fully robotic! Must be nice having a normal family. He really is a lucky man. He hasn't always been this lucky. As a child, Billy was a kid from the streets, who experimented on moss and mold in his carton. He got picked up by a rich old man who saw his potential. Billy studied bio-engineering and started making his own fortune. "Yeah, yeah. Maybe you should see her again. Sorry for asking. Let's get back to the [[important matters]]."

The waitress brings us our drinks. "Get outta here Ceryl we got serious business to attend to!" Billy blows her a kiss. She gives him another forced smile and nods and leaves. We start brainstorming. "I could take the berries as they are and test them on real people. I already got some in mind!" Billy gives me a devilish grin. I don't think those are his full intentions here. "What if we present them to the higher ups and cash in a little bit?" I suggest. "BORING! Should I give you food poisoning? That would be more entertaining. Ack. Maybe I'll go with my idea and you'll do yours." Well this did absolutely nothing. Should I help him [[test on people]], even though that sounds twisted? Should I [[talk to Mrs. Torres|talk to boss]]? Maybe we can both work on different things and just leave it be. I need to act.

"Don't give me food poisoning. I'll entertain you. Elaborate on those tests." I take a deep breath to brace myself. "Okay. Well we pick up people. And then test the berries on them! ... What are you looking at me so confused for?" What. "Yes, yes... But what exactly do you mean man? @@.sam;You fucking cunt just tell us already!@@" "PFFF HAHA! WE GATHER PEOPLE! And then make them eat the berries. And then protocol it. Easy!" "Well, let's do it then. I guess I have no other choice anyways." We finish our drinks and get up to leave. Billy grabs Ceryl by the hair and puts two hundred dollars in her mouth. She looks like she is about to cry. The owner waves us goodbye and slaps her. What is going on in this establishment? I'm starting to feel very sad... I walk behind Billy, my head hanging low. Chris is crying. Mayve is singing soothingly. "MAN RINAT LISTEN ALREADY" I straighten up and look around. We are in some other shady backalley, surrounded by a bunch of people. I must've zoned out really hard. "SO ONCE AGAIN. TOMORROW, WHEN YOU TAKE YOUR 3RD PISS OF THE DAY, HERE. GOOD BYE!" He grabs me and we leave. "I had to make sure these poor people get the time right even without access to a clock. We have some [[preparation]] to do buddy!" What am I getting myself into?

After being ordered around for hours and me obeying @@.sam; like a dog@@, we've made the preparations. We have a large supply of the berries, folding chairs and tables, cameras and utensils to write everything down, more stuff to measure the test subjects health etc. We finish up work and head home. I am starting to get excited. I think it's the doing of [[H]]...

H is another personality, whereas we would describe it more as a shadow-like dark force. H doesn't show up often, but when it does, it likes to consume the body and take over it. It's the manifestation of all immoral and scary things. That's why H likes to show up because of [[Billy]]'s crazy schemes and shenanigans.

We made it to the next day finally and everything is ready. "This secluded area is great. We could be taking any kind of drugs and do some human trafficking in broad daylight!" Billy grins at me mischievously. @@.hshadow;"Kill. You."@@ I am still conscious but H is getting stronger. I can't feel Sam's presence anymore. The entire system is terrified of H... Billy turns on the camera and speaks in an announcer voice: "LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! WE BEGIN THE FREE FOOD - EATING CONTEST NOW! GET ON YOUR SEATS AND GET READY TO EAAAAAAAAT!" He waves. The contestants - I mean test subjects - start scarfing down the berries like it's nothing. This is horrible. @@.hshadow; Good; they will all die.@@ @@.hshadow;"These stinkers. They are homeless."@@ I point to the test subjects. "Hell yeah! Is this that shadow dude? I missed you dude! Best part is about to start! Watch this buddy-o!" The first contestant to disqualify. This middle-aged man, seemingly in very poor health, consumed six of the modified berries and stopped moving. He is turning white... His eyes rolled to the back of his head! Billy starts shaking me. "ARE YOU WATCHING? LOOK AT THIS GUY! QUICK!" The man opens his mouth and starts puking... Water? He is spitting out clear water like a waterfall! "Billy this... How..." "IT'S THE SELF WATERING BERRIES! IF TOO MANY OF THEM COME IN CONTACT WITH STOMACH ACID THEY EXPAND AND BECOME CRYSTAL CLEAR WATER! Six Berries make around sixty liters of water in its current state! THIS MAN IS A LIVING SPRINKLER!" Billy laughs like a hyena and claps his hands. @@.hshadow; "Dead. He is a dead sprinkler."@@ I watch a horrid scene unfold in front of my eyes and lose consciousness. @@.hshadow;Finally. This is what we are capable of doing and the sleeper-man only strokes his own ego with silly little flowers. This is incredible. The homeless are being taken advantage of. Picking on the weak is the greatest. They are dropping like flies.@@ "Oh yeah shadow man let's do the torture dance!" @@.hshadow; I don't want to move unnecessarily. "Let go of me." Billy [[kisses me]] on the cheek. @@

I regained consciousness. I look around me. The foldable tables and chairs are still here. There is still evidence this all really happened. But there is no people. No dead bodies. "Billy?" I yell out. I hear rustling in the garbage bin behind me. "Ay... Sorry I fell asleep after crawling here. Laying on these bodies was really comfortable and warm... at first..." He climbs out. "What?! Where are they?" Two little robots jump out and greet me. Billy's children! They talk to me synchronously in a robotic voice: "Hello. Rinat. Father. Are we finished yet." "Ohh you did great my little boys! We can leave soon!" Billy turns to me. "You were out for a long time. That black hole guy was chilling with me the entire time. Every single one of the twenty contestant died from exploded stomachs and lungs filled with water. I called my sons to chop them up in tiny bits and then manipulated their atomic composition to make it seem like it's rotten beef. No one will ever find out, don't worry! Let's pack this up and go home. I've had enough fun for today!" He starts packing up and smiles contently. What. "Let's do this again sometime homie!" "Sorry I think I have enough to do with trying to get these berries market-ready. I don't think I'll be doing this again anytime soon..." I pack up quickly. "By the way. Do you happen to have any of those hallucinogenic plants left? Asking for a friend." Billy laughs. I pretend to laugh. We make our way to work. Return to our normal routines. I will keep researching these berries and try to use their components for the greater good of our company. Billy will keep going on about his projects and be weird. This is all great. Good thing I can rely on my amnesia and Mayve in handling memories that I really did not wish to experience. Ever.

Let's hear what this is all about first. "What is going on man?" "Not much. I slept pretty well last night. You too, I reckon! HAHA!" I raise my fist and he shields himself. "Before you attempt to beat me: When you passed out yesterday I thought I could just go with my whim and go further on your discovery! I took your unconscious body to scan your fingerprint and get into your lab and left you in a safe position there, while I took your stuff to keep experimenting in my own lab. I combined those incredible characteristics of the berries with my findings from my previous work and created a sub-berry which can satiate a person for a week and cover their need for water for an entire month with only one berry!" He picks up one of the berries. "I let my knowledge flow into this work and created hallucinogenic berries and the antidote berries to counter those. I already told Misses Torres about my findings! At the end of the work day I brought you home. Sorry for eating your Néslo cereals by the way." @@.sam; What is wrong with this fucker! Let's give him a lesson he won't ever forget in his lifetime!@@ "Oh so you only poisoned me and violated my privacy AND took credit for my discovery. If it's only that I have nothing to worry about! Have a nice day Billy." [[I leave his lab.]]

Sam, I might have to agree with you on this one. Let's have some harmless fun and teach this guy a lesson. @@.sam; FUCK YEAH NOW WE'RE TALKING!@@ @@.yogi; Ooh I hope it's a lovely lesson in mindfulness!@@ <<linkreplace "Mayve">>@@.mayve;Please take care and reconsider this! Be rational!@@ I cut Mayve off. @@.sam; Shut up rat bastard. Let's get to work Rinat!@@ So... How should we go on about this? @@.sam;What if we [[break in his apartment]] and do something fun there? Or maybe we can ring up [[his wife]] and see if there's a weak spot to take advantage of?@@<</linkreplace>>

Hold on Sam! That's genius! "Breaking in" isn't even necessary because we have that backup key! Let's go home in this instance and see what we can do there! Good thing Misses Torres is very understanding of our mental state so we only have to check in at work at eight every morning and afterwards we are free to work however we like, as long as we provide results on time. As soon as we reach our home we put on gloves and then enter our garden and grab the backup key from underneath the plant. <<linkappend "I enter his apartment.">> @@.sam; This place looks like shit.@@ @@.yogi;I believe him to be an eccentric man with equally eccentric décor! Truly fitting!@@ It's really not that bad. It's just the really dangerous looking utensils and flasks, bottles and vials of unrecognizable stuff everywhere that makes this place look like a deathtrap. Other than that it's nice and homely. A homely torture chamber. I go through the living room and approach his bedroom. The bedroom is surprisingly tidy. Let's check the notes on his bedside table. <<linkappend "...">>@@.slideOutRightSlow;A note being caught by the wind!@@ <<linkappend "...">> @@.sam; Hey look. [[This formula]] looks toxic but not deadly. Other than that, we could just give him a [[friendly reminder why he went to jail.]]@@<</linkappend>><</linkappend>><</linkappend>>

I know very little about his family, but from what I've gathered, they moved to a neighboring town, to grant his kids a peaceful and successful future. I could go and wait at their school and then ask them to bring me home to their mom! @@.sam; Why don't you offer them candy in your white van while you're at it?@@ Shut up Sam... I promise it wont be [[that bad?]] Right?

I check the formula. Indeed, highly toxic. I wonder which one of these flasks it is? @@.sam; Bro it says right there: "ASS-11". THAT'S THE ONE!@@ Sam, I am convinced it says ΔSS-11. Not everyone thinks of ass 24/7 like you. I will grab the one saying ΔSS-11 now. @@.sam;Come on now I was being serious! You're lame! Fine, do whatever.@@ We take the flask and <<linkappend "go to the living room.">> After reading his notes I figured out, that this substance makes someone have diarrhea and a stomach ache. If we can get him to stay home for a couple of days @@.sam; And hear him scream on the toilet!@@ That should be enough revenge. Now where to apply this to? Let me take off the lid and smell it... It is odourless! We could put it anywhere! @@.sam; Dip his toothbrush in it. He will keep getting sick until we can forgive him and tell him about it. HAHAHAH!@@ That's fine by me. We go to his bathroom and drizzle the substance over his toothbrush. @@.chris; Man will be very poopoo!@@ @@.rumble;We laugh.@@ Let's put everything back to the way it was before and [[leave]].<</linkappend>>

What do you mean, Sam? @@.sam; Let's make it look like he poisoned another neighbor's animal and then started experimenting on it just for fun. Let's kidnap the neighbor's dog. OR MAYBE THEIR CHILD?@@ Sam I think this goes a litte bit too far. He went to jail because he left his experimented bio-engineered plant out and the neighbor's cat licked it. He didn't kill it on purpose. Yes it's weird, that he experimented on it but that's just Billy. Let's not do that. That would be too harsh. His family moved away because of that. And Misses Torres had to bail him out of jail for that. Let's just check [[this formula|This formula]].

We return to work and end the day in the evening with a glass of wine @@.chris; With milky!@@ The next morning we get up early, go on about the morning as always. I wonder if the substance has already worked? While enjoying my extra watery morning coffee I peek towards Billy's garden. I see no one there. Maybe he is stuck on the toilet. Alas, none of my business for now. I go to work alone and <<linkappend "enter my lab.">> Misses Torres asked Billy to give me back some samples, so we could both continue working on them. I think I will just focus on growing more of the initial blue strawberries and then try to transfer its effects onto other fruits and vegetables aswell. We will think of products for the berries and their use at some way later stage anyways. I haven't seen Billy at work over lunchtime either. @@.sam; As "shitty" as he is, I feel like he would've brewed an antidote for his stomach already! I do miss him. Without him there aren't many people to make fun of here.@@ You're right Sam. [[Let's check on him after work.]]<</linkappend>>

I ring the bell to let Billy know I will enter. No answer, nothing. I sigh. We will have to take his key again. We enter using the key and look around cautiously. @@.sam; It's so quiet dude!@@ It looks different than yesterday. He has definitely come home, his shoes are scattered around. [[Check the bathroom]] [[Check the bedroom]]

@@.sam;I just hope he isn't still shitting@@ I cautiously open the door to the bathroom... Nobody is in there. It looks very clean. Huh. Let's go [[check the bedroom|Check the bedroom]] instead.

There you are! Wait... is he asleep or unconscious? @@.sam; QUICK, CHECK IF HE BITES HIS LIPS WHILE HE'S SLEEPING@@ I walk up to the bed and lift the covers. @@.sam; He... Uuh... He's bleeding from his mouth. Maybe he made a bed-time tea that makes him bleed over night. Right?@@ I hear screaming. It's my own voice. That was likely Chris. He is dead. What did we do? What will we do? @@.sam;I don't know dude just cover him again and let him sleep a little longer!@@ @@.shudder;SAM HE IS DEAD WHAT DO YOU MEAN?@@ I frantically search for my cell phone and call for an [[ambulance.]]

It's been three days since that incident. The doctors could not give me further details which means he has to be dead. @@.sam; No I think they are just not allowed t-@@ I can't believe Billy is dead. Because of us. @@.sam;Again, let's wait it out... Maybe it was tomato soup and he fell in a food coma-@@ How will I live on as a murderer? Do you think Misses Torres will call me Rinat Bundy or Rinat the Ripper from now on? How could this happen to me. I made my mistakes. I've got nowhere to run @@.sam; Shut the fuck up. The phone is ringing. I will pick this one up. "Hello. Mister Müller here. Ah yes. OK bro see ya. OK doctor bro, is that better? Bye" Ayo Rinat! It's the hospital. Let's go. @@ What? @@.sam;Dunno man let's just go. They might ask us to pay the expenses for Billy's funeral.@@ I hurry to the hospital. There I am greeted by a very unfriendly Doctor Hugh Jazz. <<linkappend "@@.sam; WAIT HIS NAME IS HUGE ASS? THAT'S SO PERFECT HAHAHAH@@">> "So, doctor... Jazz. I did not comprehend you on the phone, I must apologize. What is the matter now?" "Mister Müller. Mister Carton's condition has greatly stabilized and he has asked for you. You may enter, but please do not put stress on the man." He nods and leaves me to the nurses. I approach Billy. HE IS ALIVE! I KNEW IT! @@.sam;No you... literally didn't. The fuck?!@@ What a faker! "Rinat..." He says in a weak voice. <<linkappend "Oh no.">> "I am not sure what caused my body to act this way. I might've accidentally ingested the active ingredients of a substance I had at home. I call it ΔSS-11. I had the exact symptoms it causes! I am so relieved that I can always rely on you for saving me..." He looks at me all teary eyed. Oh mein Gott, no! He is so serious and normal! And this is all my fault! @@.sam;I TOLD YOU THE RIGHT ONE WAS ASS! You should feel like an ass!@@ What do I do now?! "Rinat why are you crying? Let go of that nurses arm, you cut off her circulation so hard that she's gonna lose her arm." "BILLY I- @@.sam;Wait. Move bitch. Get the fuck outta here!@@" I gesture the nurses to leave the room. @@.sam;You can't talk about poisoning and attempting to kill the lad in front of some commoners.@@ @@.mayve; I have to agree with Sam here. Well done for thinking and acting fast in a situation like this. Now go and tell him, Rinat. Everything will be okay.@@ "<<linkappend "Billy.">> I am so sorry. Sam and I wanted to play a prank on you to get back at you for stealing my research. I didnt realize, that the substance we wanted to use was actually named ASS-11 and not ΔSS-11." "Rinat. I already knew that. I am a genius after all. I guess this was a warning sign for me. However you almost killed me so I have blackmail on you. How about... How about I return you your samples and research. We never talk about it again. I go back to my own research. And you never attempted to poison and kill me. Do we have a deal?" "Billy I like you when you're serious and normal. @@.sam;Yeah normally we don't trust a man who has the eyes of a dead fish. But you're a good fish. Like a tasty tuna.@@ Thank you for your suggestion and forgiving me." "I am on painkillers. You have a horse head and your body looks like Ikea's äpplärö right now. I am very scared. Let's end this conversation now. Please go home. We can talk when I'm back on my feet again." "I have no idea what that is, but I feel incredibly hurt by it. Thank you Billy. Get well soon!" I [[walk out]], still crying. Seriously what the hell is an äppläro and why would he call me that.<</linkappend>><</linkappend>><</linkappend>>

Our days have returned to normal. Billy is back to his erratic and eccentric self. I am very happy to be researching on the berries. Once I've found out every single thing about them, I will give them to another department and start working on a different plant. They've caused me too much trouble already. @@.sam;Ass will always save the day.@@ I'll give you that this time Sam.

It wasn't that bad. It was even worse. I went to buy a dress and makeup and other women's stuff. @@.yogi; All these things aren't gendered! What could possibly happen, if a man used things marketed to women? Happiness! Don't we feel lovely in these colors? And it's so light and comfortable!@@ @@.sam; I don't know it's just kinda gay...@@ Is that a bad thing? Do you dislike Yogi because she is gay? @@.sam; No. You're right bro. This feels pretty good. I look pretty hot!@@ I am waiting in front of the high school and observing the children. I remember one small detail Billy once dropped, that will make it very easy to spot his kids! And there they are! Wow... They truly are... Easy to spot. A bunch of children leave to go home for lunch. Most of them wear childish and colorful clothing. Except for his children. They are wearing suits. @@.sam; Yeah it's definitely the suits that makes them special. Not the fact that they are LITERAL. ROBOTS!@@ [[I approach them.]]

Yogi please help me Yogi PLEASE! She takes over the body. @@.yogi; "My, my how lovely are your mainboard circuits! Fashionable processors you got there! Are you perhaps the Carton kids?"@@ Their facial displays flash up red lights. @@.sam; Bitch you angered them! They will fucking kill us with laser eyes!@@ I extend my hand to pet their heads. Yogi... I really don't think they are capable of feeling our touch... "Woman is very nice. What is your name. How do you know us." They speak in unison. So... the red lights is them blushing? @@.sam; Okay... I think I get it now. "Don't worry. You will get a CPU upgrade soon!" @@ One tilts its head. "Initiate CPU Upgrade in 3...2...1..." @@.sam;"Sorry I was just kidding!"@@ @@.yogi;"My name is Yogi! I work with your father! He never told me how sweet his children really were! What are your names? Here is a photo of us at work!"@@ I pull out my phone and show them. "Woman is also a man? That is fascinating. We are Robert and Ray. We are going home to mother. Do you want to come too." That was... Way too easy. "Sure do!" I follow them. What do you talk about with children, let alone robot-children? "Nice weather we got, huh." "Our system returns a value of sixty-eight degrees fahrenheit." @@.sam; Oh hell yeah I got an idea. "Yooo, can you play me the soundtrack of this movie?"@@ I point to a poster. They start playing it in ultra HD quality. @@.sam; "Dope, you guys are great! Robert and Jay, wanna be my friends?"@@ "It is Ray. Yes." We arrive at [[their home.]]

We're in front of their entrance. Is this really okay? "We have transmitted notice to mother. She is aware of your coming." Alright, that settles that I guess. A surprisingly organic woman welcomes us into her home. @@.sam; She is fucking beautiful.@@ She looks around 23 years old. "Mister Müller! Welcome! I know of you. Billy had mentioned you a couple times before. You look very nice, though different from what I had imagined!" She laughs. Did Billy lie? There is no way this woman is artificial? I enter and she invited me to join them to eat. I stare at her kids. They extend a scanner and scan me. "Emotion: Confused. Cause of emotion: Questioning our habits." @@.sam; "Damn, Robert and Gayle get cooler by the minute! Yeah. How do y'all eat?!"@@ "My name. It is Ray." Rachel, Billy's wife, interrupts me. "They don't eat. They recharge. I can eat, but it does me no good. I cooked for us two. <<linkappend "Come!">>" I sit down and have lunch with her. This is really nice. She is funny and kind and caring. "May I ask you... How did this... Happen?" I look at her kids. "Oh absolutely! I am dead. Kind of. I died in a car crash three years ago and Billy asked to put my consciousness in a life-like robot and made me an immortal cyborg capable of human feelings. Our two children are actually not organic and fully robotic!" @@.sam; "Does that mean I can just unplug you when you get too annoying?"@@ She laughs. "Yes you could. I would get sad though." @@.sam; "I'm in love with you."@@ "That's sweet. You are programmed to be my type." <<linkappend "What is happening.">> Why did I come here again? Oh yeah, the berries. I wanted to get revenge. But I am enjoying myself too much here to think about that. "Billy hasn't talked to me in a couple weeks. I am sad. You are so different than him! You have many aspects to your character. I just updated my databank with an entry on Dissociative Identity Disorder. It matches you. I like you." She comes closer to me. "Why are you under the table sucking on your thumb and crying? Come here." She [[hugs me.]]<</linkappend>><</linkappend>>

I told her about my real intentions. We then arranged a date with Billy. It was really nice. The three of us. I let Billy have my research and took his ex-wife in exchange. I finally have a normal family. My life has never been this good before. @@.sam; My wife is hot and I can turn her off when she's being annoying. We don't have to worry about having more children. I love my kids Robert and Drey.@@ "My name is Ray, father. You almost had it." @@.sam; These robots are crazy. How did he overhear my thoughts? How scary and cute.@@ I love my life.