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<h1> Wake Up! </h1>
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<p>
<span class="quote speech">Ahh fuck!</span> Jack exclaims in pain as he
wakes up. He has a terrible headache. While moving his hands up to hold
his head, he realizes that his entire body hurts.<br />
<span class="quote speech">Owwowwowwowwoww... Ouch!</span><br />
<span class="quote speech">Emergency defrost complete. Entering low power
mode.</span> announces an automated voice. <br />
He thinks: <span class="quote non-speech">Get it together, Jack!
You knew this was gonna happen. You have trained for this. Where are the
meds again? ...</span>
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</p>
<p>
Waiting for the painkillers to kick in, Jack stays in his preservation
chamber until he is fully awake. As he stands there, he looks out of the
small window in the door. The bunker looks different from yesterday -
not yesterday! That was how ever many years ago... Besides the point.
It looks different. Not just <span class="quote non-speech">things have
moved around</span> different, it has the vibe of a lost place.
Unexpected but whatever...
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</p>
<p>
The pressurized air hisses in the lines as the door of the preservation
chamber swings aside. Jack steps out into the bunker, breathes the musty
air, and looks around. The light shining out of his chamber reveals the
dirty floor. The table and chairs in front of him, as well as the kitchen
across the room, are covered in dust and all exposed bits of metal have
rust. The red night lights on the ceiling are dimly illuminating the rest
of the bunker. He looks to the left: The wall is lined with other
preservation chambers, all except one of them being powered down.
In the corner is a minicomputer in a half-height rack and next to it a
teleprinter. Along the rear wall are desks holding a radio, a terminal,
and some boxes &ndash; and above them a phone on the wall &ndash; nothing
out of the ordinary here. He looks to the right: More preservation
chambers. Instead of a wall, there&apos;s the bunker door &ndash; door is
a bit of an understatement, it&apos;s a massive gate. A small slither of
light passes under it. <span class="quote speech">These fucking idiots...
They didn&apos;t reseal it properly.</span>
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</p>
<p>
He walks over to the door&apos;s control panel. The paint is flaking off
revealing the rust underneath. Jack attempts to press a couple buttons
but they get stuck and nothing happens.
<span class="quote speech">Fuck.</span>
He turns back to the inside of the bunker looking for tools,
contemplating the tradeoff between waking up a couple years too soon and
getting slowly poisoned by the air, and being locked inside a bunker due
to a bunch of apparent troglodytes who are unable to close a door
properly... Doesn&apos;t matter, too late now.
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</p>
<p>
As he passes each of the presevation chambers, he looks into them. Empty,
empty, empty - nothing unexpected here. His own chamber... He presses a
few buttons to fully shut it down. The lamp in the ceiling turns off,
the door closes, the status lights turn off. After passing two other
empty preservaton chambers, he reaches the one that remains active.<br />
<span class="quote speech">Hello Michelle.</span><br />
He checks the status lights of her chamber.<br />
<span class="quote speech">I think I&apos;m gonna leave you in there
until I find a way out of here. Should be fine...</span><br />
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He continues past the remaining empty chambers to the back of the bunker.
</p>
<p class="comment">
Jack opens the boxes on the desks looking for tools. He also rummages
through the cabinets and drawers in the kitchen area.
After finding some object that he could use as a screwdriver, he returns
to the door, taking off the control panel. He realizes that he has no
idea what he's doing so he attempts (and fails) to get the manual from
the computer.
</p>
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<p>
Jack returns to the desk with the terminal. He flips the switch on the
desk lamp. It flickers for a moment and turns off again. He leans over
the terminal and pushes the power switch &ndash; Bonk! At least this
seems to work. While waiting for the tube to warm up, he walks over to
the rack and sits down on the floor in front of it. He inspects the
status lights on the various devices thinking aloud:
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<span class="quote speech">CPU is idle, serials are idle, cryogenics
control unit sees one active chamber, primary hard drive is powered up
&ndash; all good. Secondary hard drive is powered down, let&apos;s
change that...</span>
He pushes the power button and hears the spindle spinning up. The power
button blinks. There is some intermittent rattling from the drive,
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probably a shot bearing. He hears the platters inside accelerate for an
unusually long time. Impatiently sitting there, Jack waits for the drive
to be ready. Clicking from the mechanism unlocking the heads followed by
a ringing scratching noise. <span class="quote speech">Of course.</span>
He quickly presses the power button again. The scratching stops and the
spindle motor turns off, followed by the platters slowly decelerating.
<span class="quote speech">That&apos;s gonna be an ugly head
crash.</span>
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</p>
<p>
He gets up and walks over to the phone. Maybe, the lines to
&lt;dome city&gt; still work. Not exactly excited by the prospect of
calling random people, but not seeing another option, he reaches for
the receiver. It lifts off the wall with a quiet click and Jack begins
to dial. He holds the receiver to his ear - silence.
<span class="quote speech">Welp, that&apos;s that.</span> He puts it
back on the wall.
</p>
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<pre class="terminal">
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Tue, 2106-06-01, 18:01
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EARTH-53 Login: jack
Password:
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Welcome to INUX!
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$ &#9608;
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</pre>
<p>
<span class="quote thought">Over a hundred years, hm...</span><br />
He types a few commands.
</p>
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<p class="comment">
Outline of missing section(s):
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</p>
<ul>
<li class="comment">
Jack checks on the food and clothes and that the kitchen and bathroom
are in working order and that he really has no tools and manuals
<ul>
<li class="comment">
he could find things that he could turn into tools but that ofc
doesn&apos;t solve his problem if he doesn&apos;t have a manual
for fixing the door
</li>
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</ul>
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</li>
<li class="comment">
Jack tries to dial into a bunch of known modems, finally succeeding
when reaching AgriWorks
<ul>
<li class="comment">
&quot;They changed the host name... I wonder if this is still the
same computer. Lemme try my login... Yup, it is.&quot;
</li>
<li class="comment">
Neotek Dynamics, and more specifically Jack himself, was somehow
involved in setting that up
</li>
</ul>
</li>
<li class="comment">
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Annie conversation setup (duh)
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</li>
</ul>
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