Waterworks

>Connie, I think you're losing it.

You're pretty sure you crossed that line a while ago.

> Put out the fire and look around

You stomp out the flaming footprints before stepping back and surveying the situation.




In front of you is a giant, over-elaborate film projector.




Film is being pulled in from a massive reel on the side.




The other end of the projector is sticking through a hole in the empty space, which is next to a door, also in the aforementioned empty space.




You take a quick peek. Looks like your everyday movie theatre. At least from what you can see. It's dark in there.

> Is that a console on the machine? What can you do with it?

The console is locked with a password. Who would password-protect a projector? Who would even consider making a projector that could be password-protected?

> Maybe you can find in the tapes where you last left off?

Looking at the portions of film that are loaded into the machine shows you more of the same - the scene of a woman standing in a power plant. The spicy stuff must still be in the reels.




However, you're not certain you want to spend the time going through one of these things. They're massive!

>"Universal Projector," eh? What happens if you cut the film...? Do it!

You grab a portion of film that is already loaded into the projector and tear it. Somehow, this gives you two complete lengths of film.





You probably shouldn't do that again. You can see this getting messy real quick.