When you open your eyes, you find yourself sitting on the grass in what seems to be a… park? No, more like a lawn within a city. A giant crystal decorated with curving wrought iron is gently spinning above you. As you examine yourself you realize that you are dressed in voluminous black robes cut to your size - very soft and comfortable! There is also a half-mask on your face. If you take it off to examine it, its shape and decoration feel very familiar: some kind of reflection of who you are. You made this, didn’t you?.. A long time ago...
Your memories are a little jumbled at first. Why were you sleeping here? Were you not on your way somewhere? Of course, you’ve got all the time in the world, but there might have been people waiting for you…
But after that initial confusion, your memories of the Production return and the sense of familiarity with the city around you fades. Where are you?
As you stand up and look around, you realize that the most prominent location is a tower rising up in front of you. The rest of the cityscape is a little blurred, a little… flat, as it were; undefined. A set of walkways leads towards the tower, but the street in front of you stretches to the left and the right, too.
On the left, the sky fades into oranges and reds, as though the sun is setting. On the right, it grows darker and darker on the horizon, until there is nothing but inky blue-blackness.
START: THE MACARENSES ANGLE
Your memories are a little jumbled at first. Why were you sleeping here? Were you not on your way somewhere? Of course, you’ve got all the time in the world, but there might have been people waiting for you…
But after that initial confusion, your memories of the Production return and the sense of familiarity with the city around you fades. Where are you?
As you stand up and look around, you realize that the most prominent location is a tower rising up in front of you. The rest of the cityscape is a little blurred, a little… flat, as it were; undefined. A set of walkways leads towards the tower, but the street in front of you stretches to the left and the right, too.
On the left, the sky fades into oranges and reds, as though the sun is setting. On the right, it grows darker and darker on the horizon, until there is nothing but inky blue-blackness.
What do you do?