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A list of schedules which I desperately need:

• A sleep schedule
  
• A work schedule
  
• An update schedule
  
• Another, better sleep schedule
  

>what idiot points a light at a door? I guess the same idiot that puts a naked guy in a bed in a supply closet with all the shelves knocked over.

nah you reckon the light was placed very cleverly

It served a dual purpose; first, it lured you into this room, and now it's got you dazzled and dazed and any moment now you're gonna be kissing your kidneys goodbye, all because you weren't paranoid enough dammit:



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you're now just stood here blinking, all tensed up and no place to go

And, also, like, completely in tact. Well, as in tact as you were two minutes ago, at any rate.


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Okay, correction, you were being too paranoid - what the heck? Turns out this light is just positioned really shittily. That's... almost disappointing? You had a nice, tight scenario under construction in your head - there was some shady figure in a dark void, white cat on lap, watching you patiently, fingers steepled, smile curved, waiting for you to blunder down the corridor towards your pre-determined doom.

Because, um, that's totally not overdoing an organ harvesting plot. Nope. Not in the slightest. And, um, let's maybe not acknowledge the complete disconnect between the slick, premeditated operation you were fabricating and reality, where everything's a muddle and you're not getting shanked.

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Actually no let's not shimmy round this how can any of what you've been through be part of a calculated plot? What was your villain thinking? "Yes, right, let's see here, I'm gonna have my victim wake up in complete agony with unobliging amnesia in a trashed storeroom and then after maybe ten to fifteen minutes of squirming and moaning and unproductive near-delirium there's an outside chance h-

...he...

...she...

...they..."

barf

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use floor

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so now you're just sat here in this corner retching or trying not to retch depending on the moment

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like okay you get it your memory's spoilt but why can you not think about who you are without this headfuck hullabaloo

is having an identity somehow too big an ask

and the worst bit is that you want to question it you want to grill yourself until you're black and burnt why wouldn't you want answers

there's this strange position like you're in right now where if you can stomach it you can have this level of self-awareness

(like for instance "he" was wrong, "she" wasn't right and "they" wasn't wrong except you don't know what you mean by any of that despite being the one who thought it)

so you trade functioning for thinking and feel the fizzle of your mind like warmth from a sparkler as your brain tries to do something

why did i even bother asking.

and it doesn't succeed; it just fizzles out, slowly but abruptly, leaving flickers of sketches in the air

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you should probably get up again now

Check out that colorful thing.

Having become accustomed to the light level during that... diversion, you edge your way over to the box that all the cables seem to converge upon:

It's a fairly big dark-ish lump with a splash of colour on top - there's a raised pad with four vaguely translucent protrusions that you'd imagine are buttons? The red one and the blue one both have lights on inside them, but they're rather weak. Oh, and speaking of lights, there are two tiny green dots on the surround that you think are LEDs or similar? They've definitely got a glow to them as opposed to just being boring old blips...

Press the orange button

Well, given an array of curiously coloured buttons on a mysterious device, there's only one question you can possibly ask - what does this button do?

What this button did was turn off the light. Huh. To be honest, you were expecting something rather more serious from the red one of all buttons...

You press it again and the light comes back on. You press it again, and the light goes off again. One more press and you're illuminated once more. Hmm.

Detach light, use as torch

Yeah, looks like the light is connected to a cable. It's an odd light, though - it puts you in mind of a stage light that someone forgot to take out of its box. It would only appear to be staying on its spindly stand as the result of some pretty heavy fastening; you can see what look like straps on the underside. If you wanted a moveable light source, you suppose there's little from stopping you from moving the stand...

pull on those wires! pull the wires! gotta pull all the wires!

...that idea, whilst decent in principle, has a minor flaw - the cable connecting the light to the button pad box is not overly long! And hello... that connection comes through an interesting looking thing - is it a lever? It looks like a lever. You're going to pull it.

Fucking hell.

Fine. You put the lever stick back where you found it... aaaaaand you can see things again. Frankly you don't understand the need for so many ways of toggling the light on and off. Guess that's yet another thing to chuck on the pile of things beyond your comprehension... assuming you can reach the top of it at this point...