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Heart Game: Intensity (Turn 3)
In the beginning, there is nothing but darkness and silence. A sleep that gives no rest but one out of necessity in order to keep functioning. Behind closed eyelids, the numbers of a clock tick down - one painstaking second at a time.
TIME UNTIL REBOOT:
And then you wake up.
As you shift to a standing position, you feel something sharp and pointed press against your side. Digging into the nearest pocket, you will find two small puzzle pieces. And from their odd shape, it looks like they would fit into a 3D spherical puzzle. Odd. You've never seen them before, but you do get a sense that these are a currency of some sort. Spend them wisely!
Game start.
And then you wake up.
As you shift to a standing position, you feel something sharp and pointed press against your side. Digging into the nearest pocket, you will find two small puzzle pieces. And from their odd shape, it looks like they would fit into a 3D spherical puzzle. Odd. You've never seen them before, but you do get a sense that these are a currency of some sort. Spend them wisely!
Game start.
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Games were the only things I had from home after my parents died and we were dumped off at the orphanage. I used to play my dad's chess set everyday there.
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But not something you had a lot of growing up in the Fright Zone, huh?
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We didn't have time for games. It was a war, all cadets were in training.
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Since you didn't get to when you were a kid.
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Fine, whatever. We’ll go to the dumb park. But after I need to go lock up a creepy guy — the you upstairs said you’d know how to get past the “nightmare”.
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Yes. He's right.
If you're with me, the nightmare can't hurt you. So don't worry.
[ And he smiles brightly. ]
I'll protect you.
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I'm not gonna comment on that.
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It's true!
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