Remember

<img src="https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/805917497257623612/805920577671266444/unknown.png"height="100"width="300"> "...Wake up. Wake up. Wake up!" [[open your eyes.->Lab01]]

Your eyes... They flutter open and are met with a blinding light. Laying down on what appears to be a [[metal table->notyet]], you squint and raise your arm to block out the brightness above you. Except, your eyes are still squinting. The light shines (t8n-arrive:"blur")[[through?->Ghost]] (if: $ghost is true)[Of course the light shines through. You're a [[//ghost.//->Lab01.2]]]

The coolness of the metal seeps through your body. For some reason, the temperature of the table is all you can feel, it's neither hard nor soft to you... it's [[too bright->Lab01]] to make out anything else.

That's right. You weren't asleep, you remember now. You're [[dead.->Lab01]] You can't seem to remember how you died, or who you are... (set: $ghost to true)

Your arm glows under the brightness of what appears to be an overhanging lamp attatched to the table you rest on. Turning away from the light, you feel around for a switch on the table's edges. You find a small light switch on the edge by your head. (click: "light switch")[ The light turns off, and a wave of relief rolls over you. The darkness is somehow more comforting. You're finally able to see the rest of the room's layout. [[Get up.->LookAround]] ]

<img src="https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/805917497257623612/805924662772498443/unknown.png"height="400"width="400" > Although the light is turned off, a dim glow escapes from your body, allowing you to see a good bit ahead of you. The room appears to be smaller than you thought, as you're able to light up most of it quite well. The table takes up most of the space, being right in the center. Next to it, a set of what appears to be [[surgical tools->SurgicalTools]] lies on a rolling stand. (if: $memory2 is 0)[What kind of ''room'' is this?] (elseif: $memory2 is 2)[The operating room reminds you of your childhood.] Behind the table you see a metal door labeled "Private" with a [[keycode doorlock->Keycode]] attatched to the handle. On the wall by the door, a digital calendar displays the date July 31, [[20XX->20XX]] (if: $memory1 is 0)[The year is ''unfamiliar'' to you.] (elseif: $memory1 is 1)[You've been dead for almost //six decades//.] To the right, an empty doorway is covered by a faded blue curtain. (click: "blue curtain.")[ The curtain sways softly in the dark, almost as if a breeze is passing through. Where is that breeze coming from? [[follow the breeze->Hallway]] ]

<img src="https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/805917497257623612/805928721458397284/unknown.png"height="400"width="400" > They hardly look used. Why aren't they used? The sight of the stainless steel sends a chill down your spine. Your skin crawls looking at the pointed edges, you can almost feel them running down your skin.... almost like you've felt this (t8n-depart:"flicker")+(t8n-arrive:"flicker")[[before.->Memory2]]

You don't know the [[code.->LookAround]] You might be able to //remember// it somehow. (if: $ghostduh is true)[But, who needs to remember anything, you're a ghost. Just [[go through the door.->Private]]]

<img src="https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/805917497257623612/805930244040425512/unknown.png" > You feel the breeze flow through your barren ankles as you walk away from the small room. The curtain slides open to reveal a dark hallway leading up to a set of stairs. Leave the room? (click: "Leave the room?") [Are you sure? (click: "Are you sure?") [Just as the light //went through you//, perhaps [[something else->LookAround]] could work the same way...(set: $ghostduh to true) or, you could find out more and [[continue forward.->Doors]] ] ]

<img src="https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/805917497257623612/805926468223107072/unknown.png"height="400"width="400" > 20XX... 2000... No. Something is wrong. You are dead. This is true. But how long ago has it been since you last took a living breath? How may days, months, years have passed since your heart stpped beating? You take a look at the clothes you wear on your sickly pale skin. A rag of a shirt and some worn out pants with the ankles rolled up. No shoes of any kind. Your small feet still feel the coolness of the hard floor. You glance back up at the (t8n-depart:"flicker")+(t8n-arrive:"flicker")[[calendar->Memory1]]

(set: $memory1 to 1) "Wake up~ Wake up sleepyhead!" A woman's voice calls out to you. She sounds familiar. "---! I brought you your favorite, it's chocolate cake!" You open your eyes to the sight of a beautiful young woman looking into your room from the doorway. You find yourself laying on a large canopy bed, surrounded by fluffy pillows with a blue teddy bear tucked in by your side. A soft glow fills the room from your balcony window, and the plush bedcovers keep you feeling warm. She called out your name. "---!" You can't seem to hear her. "---!" You turn to look at her, eyes finally adjusted to the brightness of the room. You remember this day. Today is your ''birthday''. You're turning 12 years old. It's July 31, 1955. The warm and loving atmosphere brings you close to tears. How long it's been since you've heard her voice. But... (click: "But...")[ (text-style:"fade-in-out")[//Who is she?//] (click: "Who is she?")[ [[close your eyes->LookAround]] ] ]

(set: $memory2 to 2) "Stay still, ---. It will hurt just a little less." A curt voice reaches your ears from above. A blinding light obsucres your vision, but the cold feeling of the hard, metal table beneath you reminds you of where you are. It's his private operating room. ~~made just for you~~ He's "checking up on you" again. Nothing too serious, it was only a couple samples of your blood that he wanted, as well as an excuse to probe into your insides for some reason or the other. You had to think lightly of the situation, these monthly occurances were the only times you were able to see your //father//, after all. Tears welled up in your eyes as he inserted a syringe into your vein. Although you couldn't see it, the idea of a needle piercing your skin made your eyes water. "Tch-" you hear him scoff, "You're too old for that." Sometimes, you wished you never got to see him at all. [[close your eyes->LookAround]]

The glow from your body lights up the walls around you. Despite not having a beating heart, the looming hallway fills you with a fear so strong it feels as though a heart might leap from your chest. <img src="https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/805917497257623612/805932163471900672/unknown.png"height="400"width="400" > You walk far enough to reveal a door to your left. A warm and loving presence emits from that side, a wooden door adorned with beautiful rose carvings. It's welcoming you to follow. The stairs are only a few steps ahead. It's too dark to see anything, but the darkness fills you with a comforting feeling. It calls to you. [[Wooden Door->Garden]] [[Stairs->Stairs]]

Upon opening the door, you're hit with warm sunlight, and an aroma of flowers guides you gently into the large room. It's a greenhouse. The place is covered with all sorts of plants and flowers which appear to be well taken care of despite there being no one present. The sunlight hurts your eyes and skin. The smell of flowers makes you dizzy, it feels as though you've never stepped foot out into the sun before. Although the atmosphere is warm and nice, you're left standing in the greenhouse feeling out of place. You don't belong here. <img src="https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/805917497257623612/805935040445808681/unknown.png" > A small pot of [[forget-me-nots->Flower]] sits alone, away from all the other flowers in the greenhouse. It's your favorite type of flower. (if: $memory3 is 0)[ (click: "flower.") [(t8n-depart:"flicker")+(t8n-arrive:"flicker")[[It was her favorite, too.->Memory3]]] ] (elseif: $memory3 is 3)[Your caretaker, Theodora, loved those flowers too. [[Pick a flower from the pot.->Garden2]] ]

<img src="https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/805917497257623612/805965646189953054/unknown.png"height="400"width="400" > You enter a large laboratory with plenty of machines and technology you can't even begin to comprehend. The lights flicker on and off, barely lighting the ominous room. A computer is located at the end of the room. Surely you can find out more information from there. As you approach the computer, a large thump comes from the floor beneath you. //thump thump// [[Go through the floor->StrangeWoman]]

Looking down from the balcony in your room, you see the beautiful glass structure gleam in the sun. You can see a woman's figure moving around amongst the greenery inside. She fills up a small watering can and lightly drizzles water onto the potted plants lining up the edge of the greenhouse below you. You stare longingly at her as she weaves through each and every plant inside, wishing you could join her on this nice summer day. Once she finished, she set the watering can down and leaves the greenhouse, leaving you to wonder if your wish would one day come true. Probably not. You weren't allowed to go outside. It was for your own good, you were told by your father long ago. Your body was too weak and fraile, and you needed plenty of help simply getting around the house. That's the only reason she was here for. It was just another problem he constantly brought up about you. //knock knock// "---?" A woman's voice snaps you away from your thoughts. She opens the door and peers into your room. "I saw you looking into the greenhouse again earlier," she spoke pitifully. She approaches you with her hands behind her back and a soft smile on her face. "I know you want to go down there with me, I'm sorry I can't do much about what you father says, dear." She places a small pot of little blue flowers onto your nightstand. You recognize those flowers, they are... "Forget-me-nots." Her smile could never fail to lift your spirits. "I figured you might like to have a little bit of the greenhouse here with you. These are my favorite flowers, ---. Do you know what they mean?" You shake your head no. "They mean that even though we may one day be far apart, I promise I won't ever stop loving you. We might not be blood related, but you've somehow become like a son to me. I will try my best to protect you..." Her eyes drift slightly to the scars and bruises on your pale skin. Her appearance saddens then quickly shifts back into a bittersweet smile. "I won't forget you, Jay." She looks at you with soft eyes. You try to speak out to her, I promise too, Theo. (click: "I promise too, Theo.")[ She can't seem to hear you. (set: $memory3 to 3) (click: "She can't seem to hear you.")[[[close your eyes->Garden]]] ]

The symbol of true love and remeberance, in both life and after death. A true testament to the promise of never forgetting those you love. It's small blue petals almost mock you. You are close to tears [[once again.->Garden]]

<img src="https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/805917497257623612/805935827896500274/unknown.png" > Staring at the little flower in your hand, you think about the promise you made back then. Your name was Jay. You were twelve years old. You finally remember her, Theo. The caretaker hired by your father, so he wouldn't have to deal with you instead. She was there for you throughout your childhood. Some nice memories are flooding back to you it seems. What was she trying to protect you from? [[Look behind you->DoorGone]]

The wooden door has disappeared from the greenhouse. Vines and leaves fill the empty space. You wonder when that happened when suddenly a loud crash catches your attention.(click: "crash")[ Ceramic pots and metal tools fall to the floor. The overhanging vines sway violently from the ceilling, and the sunlight fades away into a thundering storm. <img src="https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/805917497257623612/805937628620390431/unknown.png"height="400"width="400" > The forget-me-nots crash, petals lie on the ground surrounded by scattered pieces of the little pot Theo had once gifted you. *(click: "*")[ The greenhouse [[trembles->Escape?]] ]]

<img src="https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/805917497257623612/805938312262844416/unknown.png"> Another door suddenly appears at the far end of the greenhouse. It's small and beaten, but it's the only way out of the dangerous tremor upon you. As the greenhouse shakes harder, your mind wanders to thoughts of Theo and her flowers. You never got the chance to be here when you were alive, the place fills your heart with longing for the one person you knew would protect you from any harm. Your mind clings on to hope that she might come to your rescue. If you leave now, you might not get the chance to remember her, or hear her voice again. Does anything else really matter? Wouldn't you like to stay with her? (t8n-depart:"blur")+(t8n-arrive:"blur")[[Go through the door.->Escape]] (t8n-depart:"shudder")+(t8n-arrive:"shudder")[[Stay. ->Trapped]]

You leave the flowers behind and burst through the little door, and as soon as you walk through it, the greenhouse behind you fully collapses. Everything inside is now gone. The door swings shut and vanishes. [[*->MeetTheo]]

The greenhouse collapse around you, and your vision fades to [[white.->MeetFakeTheo]]

"...Wake up. Wake up. Wake up!" You open your eyes to the sound of a woman calling out to you. //She came.// (click: "She came.")[ <img src="https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/805917497257623612/805939775848579092/unknown.png"height="400"width="400" > You're back in the small operating room sitting on the metal table. However this time, another metal table appears next to yours, with a young woman standing next to it. "I'm here, Jay." Theodora smiles eerily. ...that's not quite right. [["Where are we?"->TooLate]] [["What happened?"->TooLate]] [["I missed you."->TooLate]] ]

"I don't have much time to explain...I need you to listen to me, Jay" Theodora urgently steps forward, trying to grasp your shoulders but her hands merely faze through you. "I'm so sorry, dear...I really am. I tried to save you, I promise I did..." Tears well up in her eyes. It pains you to see Theo like this. "You died and I couldn't do anything to stop him, your father. But now, you have to help me. Please, I am running out of time." [["I will try my best."->TheCode]] [["Of course I will."->TheCode]] [["Tell me how."->TheCode]]

"You've been gone for so long, Jay. I'm so sorry...I failed you." She tries to reach out to you, but neither you nor her can feel each other's embrace. It pains you to see her this way. "I tried to save you, Jay, I really did...but I wasn't strong enough to fight him off. Your father, he took you and he locked me away. I'm still here in this house, Jay. Please, you have to save me." [["You're...here?"->TheCode]] [["That can't be..."->TheCode]] [["What do you mean?"->TheCode]]

Theodora shakes her head softly, a dark shadow cast over her eyes. "No...I'm afraid not, dear. But seeing you certainly brings a smile to my face..." She looks at you with the saddest smile you've ever seen. You both try to reach out to each other, but neither one of you can feel a thing. You look up to see her eyes holding back tears. "I'm so sorry, my love. Everyday after your death I cried and cried. Your father was much crueler than I could have ever imagined. I tried to save you...I really did. But now I need your help, Jay. Please listen." [["I want to help you."->TheCode]] [["Tell me how."->TheCode]] [["I'll try my best."->TheCode]]

<img src="https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/805917497257623612/805968196087054367/unknown.png" > You stand again in your childhood bedroom, the canopy bed is neatly made but the sheets are worn and ragged. The little blue teddy bear resting on your pillows is covered in dust and patches, it hardly resembles a bear at this point. The balcony doors are closed and a curtain hides the view outside. A little pot of whithered forget-me-nots adorns the nightstand. Next to it, a young woman stands up from a chair. "I've been waiting for you, Jay." Theodora turns to you with a hurried look. This does not appear to be a memory like before. It's July 31, 20XX. She no longer has a warm aura about her. Theo looks tired and worn, her figure wavers and almost glitches, as if she is not physically there. You take a step forward. "Theo?" (click: "Theo?")[//She can hear you.// [["What's wrong?"->WhatsWrong]] [["What's happening?"->WhatsHappening]] [["Are you ok?"->AreYouOK]] ]

Theodora turns to you with pleading eyes. Suddenly, the situation feels much more urgent. She turns to explain her situation. "I am still alive, here, in this house." Your eyes widen in shock. She continues. "Your father took you away one day, downstairs to the basement. He never allowed anyone down there, we didn't know why but I knew that whatever he took you for was not good. I followed him in secret, I wanted to protect you, Jay. My plan was to take you away and escape, but I failed. I tried to take you while he was distracted, but he caught me and locked me away. ... He got rid of your body right in front of me. I was trapped in a small cell for the following years. He gave me barely enough to survive. Whatever happened in the outside world, I'm entirely unaware of. I don't even know how long it's been. He died a few weeks ago but no one knew that I was still stuck here as prisoner. I'm old now, Jay. I won't survive much longer." Theodora nodded towards the bedroom door. "I felt that your presence was still here in this house, I hoped everyday that somehow I would get to see you again, and here we are. You're now my only hope, Jay. Remember our promise? I'm sorry I couldn't keep mine, but please, save me. You were able to remember me, afterall." She smiled and stepped back for a moment. "Go back to the opperating room. The code, it's ''your birthday''. We'll see each other again." With that, she [[vanished.->Shock]]

[[Leave the room->Keycode2]]

Your mind can't begin to process what she had just said. You don't even know if you are happy she is still alive...especially after hearing about all she's had to go through, just because she tried to save you... Not now. You can't afford to think about it too much. You have something to [[take care of.->Keycode3]]

You exist the room and find yourself getting flooded back with memories of your old home. The place is large and winding, but muscle memory leads you to where you have to be. [[*->Lab02]]

You're back in the opperating room, everything is still in place, and the calendar still reads the same date. <img src="https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/805917497257623612/805926468223107072/unknown.png"height="400"width="400" > July 31, 20XX. //''0731.''// [[put in the code->Private2]]

The calendar on the wall flickers, you can't tell what day or month or year it is any longer. Something feels off. "I've been waiting for you, Jay." Theodora walks forward to you with a bright smile. Her figure glitches in the soft glow coming from your ghostly body. It appears that she is some sort of spirit as well. "I missed you so much...you don't know how long it's been." Theo reaches for a hug, and in that moment you forget everything you had once known. The darkness of the small operating room envelopes you both, her floral scent still makes your head spin, but you don't seem to care. [[You can't remember where you came from.->Dead]]

All you know is that she's here with you now. [[Who is she?->NotReal]]

It doesn't matter. You both made a promise... [[What was that promise?->Promise]]

A loud thump sounds from the door once labeled "Private" but you don't seem to care. (click: "you don't seem to care.")[ A hoarse voice lets out a deveastating wail, someone cries for help. Her cries fall to deaf ears. (click: "deaf ears.")[ You were saved. You are being protected by the one you love. (click:"the one you love.")[ The woman holding you looks down at you and smiles as your vision begins to fade away, "It's time to leave now, [[---.->REST]] ] ] ]

<img src="https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/805917497257623612/805965646189953054/unknown.png"height="400"width="400" > You enter a large laboratory with plenty of machines and technology you can't even begin to comprehend. The lights flicker on and off, barely lighting the ominous room. You need to find the cell. A sudden //thump// breaks you from your thoughts. //thump thump.// (click: "thump.") [It's coming from underneath you. You can't seem to find a way down. (click: "down.")[ You don't need to find one. (click: "one.")[ You're a //ghost//. (click: "ghost.")[ (t8n-depart:"dissolve")+(t8n-arrive:"dissolve")[[Go down->Found]] ] ] ] ]

As you phase through the floor, you're met with a putrid smell. An old woman lays on a small bed in a dirty cell beneath you. She's barely breathing. She turns to look at you. "...Jay?"(click: "...Jay?")[ That's your name. Although she is old, you remember her from that day you turned twelve. Her name is Theodora. (click: "Theodora.")[ She raised you when you were young. She protected you from the horrors your father had once put you through. And now,(click: "And now,")[ She smiles at you. You were brought back to [[//save her//.->RESCUE]] ] ] ]

''"You can finally rest."''

As you phase through the floor, you're met with a putrid smell. An old woman lays on a small bed in a dirty cell beneath you. She's barely breathing. She turns to look at you. "...Jay?" It's Theodora, aged and tired. She appears to be on the brink of death. Her eyes are filled with tears. "You came. I knew you would find me..." Theodora beamed brightly at the sight of you. [["Of course I did."->SaveHer]]

After all these years, she stayed alive in hopes that you would return. Although you both were not blood related, she felt like a mother to you. Theodora always left you feeling safe and loved, and now you were able to be there for her like she always was for you. [[You finally saved her.->END]]

You step forward into the empty void, slowly walking towards the top of the stairs. The looming walls suffocate you. With each step you take, you can't help but wonder about the nature of your being. A ghost. In a time period far into the future, unable to recognize who you even are. Why are you here? (click: "Why are you here?") [Nobody ever believed in (t8n-depart:"flicker")+(t8n-arrive:"flicker")[[ghosts.->Memory4]] ]

"You want me to read it again?" It was her. The unfamiliar woman looked at you tucked in bed and raised her hand to her face to hide the giggle that escaped her lips. "This is quite a frightening tale, I'm surprised you seem to like it so much." She glanced quickly at the door and again turned her attention back to you. You were in your room once again, laying in bed with your body warm under the covers and the blue teddy bear held softly in your hands. This was another memory. The woman was holding a book. You remember that book. A wandering spirit had lost his way, in doing so he lost his mind as well, and the story ended in tragedy. It was one of your favorites. You snap your attention back to the woman as she explains to you the concept of ghosts. "Not all of them are evil, dear. They are merely lost souls trying to find peace." She motioned to the book in her hands. "Unfortunately, sometimes, things go wrong.... That's how we get tales like these." You felt a chill run down your spine. "You know, if the dead come back, it's because they have //unfinished business// to take care of." [[close your eyes->StairDoor]]

Unkowingly, you made it to the top of the stairs. <img src="https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/805917497257623612/805998245415354368/unknown.png" > A large wooden door stands in front of you, it is old and worn, with the wood appearing to have rotten away after so long. [[Enter->Bedroom]]

<img src="https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/805917497257623612/805970050493186048/unknown.png" > You stand again in your childhood bedroom, the canopy bed is neatly made but the sheets are worn and ragged. The little blue teddy bear resting on your pillows is covered in dust and patches, it hardly resembles a bear at this point. The balcony doors are closed and a curtain hides the view outside. (if: $memory31 is 31)[A little pot of whithered forget-me-nots adorns the nightstand.] (if: $memory31 is 0)[ You don't belong here. You glance back again to the (t8n-depart:"flicker")+(t8n-arrive:"flicker")[[balcony door->Memory3.1]].] (elseif: $memory31 is 31)[You think about the promise you made back then. Your name was Jay. You were twelve years old. You finally remember her, Theodora. The caretaker hired by your father, so he wouldn't have to deal with you instead. She was there for you throughout your childhood. Some nice memories are flooding back to you it seems. [[What was she trying to protect you from?->Bedroom2]] ]

Looking down from the balcony in your room, you see the beautiful glass structure gleam in the sun. You can see a woman's figure moving around amongst the greenery inside. She fills up a small watering can and lightly drizzles water onto the potted plants lining up the edge of the greenhouse below you. You stare longingly at her as she weaves through each and every plant inside, wishing you could join her on this nice summer day. Once she finished, she set the watering can down and leaves the greenhouse, leaving you to wonder if your wish would one day come true. Probably not. You weren't allowed to go outside. It was for your own good, you were told by your father long ago. Your body was too weak and fraile, and you needed plenty of help simply getting around the house. That's the only reason she was here for. It was just another problem he constantly brought up about you. //knock knock// "---?" A woman's voice snaps you away from your thoughts. She opens the door and peers into your room. "I saw you looking into the greenhouse again earlier," she spoke pitifully. She approaches you with her hands behind her back and a soft smile on her face. "I know you want to go down there with me, I'm sorry I can't do much about what you father says, dear." She places a small pot of little blue flowers onto your nightstand. You recognize those flowers, they are... "Forget-me-nots." Her smile could never fail to lift your spirits. "I figured you might like to have a little bit of the greenhouse here with you. These are my favorite flowers, ---. Do you know what they mean?" You shake your head no. "They mean that even though we may one day be far apart, I promise I won't ever stop loving you. We might not be blood related, but you've somehow become like a son to me. I will try my best to protect you..." Her eyes drift slightly to the scars and bruises on your pale skin. Her appearance saddens then quickly shifts back into a bittersweet smile. "I won't forget you, Jay." She looks at you with soft eyes. You try to speak out to her, "I promise too, Theo." (click: "I promise too, Theo.")[ She can't seem to hear you. (set: $memory31 to 31) (click: "She can't seem to hear you.")[[[close your eyes->Bedroom]]] ]

<img src="https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/805917497257623612/805971449164595200/unknown.png" > You can see the teddy bear's sewn button eyes staring into you. Something is offputting about your room. You feel as though someone is watching you. (if: $memory5 is 0) [(click: "watching you.")[Take a closer look. (click: "Take a closer look.")[ (t8n-depart:"flicker")+(t8n-arrive:"flicker")[[Appraoch the teddy bear->Memory5]] ]]] (elseif: $memory5 is 5)[His eyes were always on you. Ever since you were born... You remember now. Theodora was like a mother to you, because your own mother was no longer here. She was dead. (click: "dead.")[[[You killed her.->Mom]]] ]

You are tucked in bed once again. This time, the spot next to you is empty, there is no little blue teddy bear accompanying you on the side. You hear muffled voiced from outside. "You can't keep doing this to him! He's your own son." A soft but firm voice proclaimed by the door, you finally recognize her as Theodora. She was standing up for you. "You're not even working as a doctor anymore, these "tests" need to stop! I don't know what you do to him, but everytime he comes back from your care he appears much more worse than before! It pains me to see..." A louder voice interupts your softspoken caretaker. "Stay out of my way, Theodora. You are only here to do your job. Not to interfere with my family's matters." A bubbling anger seeps in the back of your mind hearing him speak to her that way. "...What do you have against your own son?" Somehow, you dreaded the answer. "It's because of him. It's because of him that //she's dead.//" (set: $memory5 to 5) [[close your eyes->Bedroom2]]

You remember now. It was either you or her, and unfortunately, luck was on your side that night. There was no medicine in existance that could save her while she gave birth to you back then. You were just born, but he never let you forget it. Useless child. (click: "Useless child.")[ Good for nothing. (click: "Good for nothing.")[ [[It's all your fault.->Mom2]] ] ]

Every thought is getting muddled together. Why are you here? [[To find someone.->FIND]] [[To save someone.->SAVE]] [[I don't know.->IDK]]

''"It's time for you to rest."''

''"You can finally rest."''

That's right. You made a promise to someone a long time ago. You are trying to ''find'' Theodora, she's still here somewhere. It's the unfinished business you have, remember? But what good is remembering when all you can remember is why [[you deserved to be dead.->DEAD]]

That's right. You made a promise to someone a long time ago. You are trying to ''save'' Theodora, she's still here somewhere. It's the unfinished business you have, remember? But what good is remembering when all you can remember is why [[you deserved to be dead.->DEAD]]

That's right. All you can remember is why [[you deserved to be dead.->DEAD]]

You are all [[alone.->Alone]]

No one is here to [[help you.->LOST]]

''(text-style:"buoy")[It seems you have lost your way.]''