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<h1> Eventful Evening</h1>
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Annie rides the metro to the station
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A shady figure in a black hoodie is there
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Approaches Annie before she can even get off the train
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tells her to stay on
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Turns out it's Lucas
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Lucas speaks to her quietly, asking if she's interested in
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leaving the city while being mysterious about it
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They get off a couple stations later and go to a bar
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Lucas gets some alcoholic drink
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Annie, being kinda tired, gets a coffee or energy drink
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They go to a back room where ppl are waiting for them around a table
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Amongst them is Karl
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secret organization discusses secret organization things
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Annie gets the keys to the library
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Lucas can't go himself because he needs to attend some
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important event
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he gives her a description of where to find the relevant
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computer
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he gives her some login credentials to use
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other ppl have excuses
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Karl would join but he's unable to run in case they get caught
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he gives Annie a list of useful computer commands and instructions
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on how to boot up the computer
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Annie looks through the window in the door as the train enters the
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station. The platform is empty except for a shady figure in a hoodie
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leaning against the wall, observing the train from under his hood. She
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looks at the clock on the station: 10:34 PM - a bit late. As soon as he
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notices her, he steps away from the wall and walks up to the train.
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<span class="comment"> Is there a more elegant way to say that he stops
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leaning on the wall? </span> The pressurized air for the doors hisses in
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the lines. Annie presses the button; the door opens.
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"Hey, wait..." <br />
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The guy had made his way to the door and looks directly at her.
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It's him from behind the library counter. <br />
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"We're gonna take this one for a couple stations." <br />
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Annie steps aside and he gets on the train as well. <br />
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"My name is Lucas, nice to meet you." He extends his hand as
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the doors close. <br />
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"Annie." He probably knew that already, right? "Sorry for
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being late." <br />
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The hum of the motors sets in and the train begins to move. <br />
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"Perfect timing, I'd say." He makes a short pause before
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continuing quietly: "So about that interaction we had earlier today
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- I assume you want to leave the dome?" <br />
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"Not directly..." <br />
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"Okay then disregard my question and we have never met." <br />
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"Wait. You say there is a way out of the dome?" <br />
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"Well, there might be. Some friends of mine say there is."
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Annie thinks about it for a moment. Before yesterday, she wasn't
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even aware that there was a world outside the dome - and now she might
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find out about a way to go there? <br />
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"Tell me more." she replies.
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They get off at a station near the city center - a place that is never
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asleep. In contrast to the empty stations everywhere else, the stations
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here are busy with people seeking entertainment, clubs, or the many bars.
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Lucas hurries down the stairs; Annie follows him.
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The streets are alive with people, seeminly few of them purposefully
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moving in a specific direction; most of them are just meandering from
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bar to bar. The street they are walking down is illuminated by strings
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of lights hanging from the buildings and between street lights. The
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muffled bass of techno coming from one of the buildings is in the air.
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She enjoys the atmosphere, she hadn't been here in a little while.
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Lucas turns left and enters one of the bars, Annie still following him.
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They make their way through the crowded bar towards the counter. The air
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feels dense and depleted, and carries the smell of alcohol. Live
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musicians are playing <span class="comment"> Idk? Music genre? Need ideas
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</span> on a small stage area in the corner. <br />
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"Hey Kate, I'll take a <span class="comment"> some very
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alcoholic drink? "Braincell Rattler"? Idk </span> and my uhh...
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friend here looks like she needs a coffee." <br />
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"Okay. Going to the back room?" <br />
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"Yeah." <br />
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Coffee sounds good... The back room? Annie raises an eyebrow. He opens a
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door next to the counter and gestures her to follow.
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Lucas takes off his hoodie and hangs it on a hook on the wall. Annie does
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the same with her jacket. She looks into the room: A bunch of people
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sitting around a large, round table - to her surprise including her
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grandpa. <br />
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"Grandpa Karl?" <span class="comment"> Language intuition
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question: Is this how one would realistically refer to their grandpa?
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</span><br />
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"Hi Annie!" <span class="comment"> TODO: Fix this </span><br />
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Before she has time to voice her confusion, they get interrupted: <br />
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"Here you go, your drinks. Enjoy!" <br />
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Lucas walks up to the window that connects to behind the counter. <br />
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"Thank you!" <br />
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Annie takes a second to regain her composure. <span class="comment">
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I don't think this is a great way to say that, Idk. </span>
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"Thanks."
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They sit down at the table. Karl starts introducing people and some
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introduce themselves. Then, he continues talking about the group's
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"We are working on getting the city officials to change their
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stance on some things. When the city was built, it was seen as sort of
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a plan B for humanity in case things would get worse. It wasn't
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built as a place where we could go and hide forever in isolation. Over
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time, knowledge of the outside world stopped being an imagination of a
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possible bright future, and instead it became something to be worried
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about. ‘What do you mean, you want to go there? Do you really want
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to go where the air you breathe is literal poison and die?'
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My dad used to always say - and maybe this was naive hope on his part -
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that it would get better one day and that we could open up the airlocks
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and leave. That was many, many years ago. It's been over a century
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now since the city was sealed - even if it was naive hope on his part,
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we should at least take a look outside and see for ourselves what
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it's like." <br />
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Voices of agreement all around the table.
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as the doors used for the airlocks.
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about how having someone outside might be useful.
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"I mean we have that manual at the library." says Lucas.
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"It's just classified because they really don't want
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anyone to open or use the air locks." He reaches into his pocket
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and pulls out a key chain. "If you want, you can try getting it -
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I can't because I disappeared from a birthday party with an excuse
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and they are probably waiting for me to be back." He places the
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keys in the center of the table. <br />
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Karl says "I would love to, but I'm afraid I can't run if
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things go south." <br />
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A bunch of other excuses from other people. Finally, Annie takes the
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initiative: "I could go. Anyone want to help me with this?"
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the library. They try a couple keys before finding the right one. The
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door swings open with a quiet squeaking noise. The air inside is warm
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and dry. The door closes and latches behind them. They turn on their
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small room in the basement. They close the door behind themselves and
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look around. To the left is a desk with a terminal and a bunch of small
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devices connected together using many cables. The wall in front of them
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is lined with racks that are almost as tall as the room itself and filled
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with computer equipment. To the right is a shelf with boxes.
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"I guess this is it. Let's take a look at the instructions
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Karl gave you." Isabelle says in a hushed voice. <br />
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Annie pulls the note out of her bag. "First step is turning on the
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terminal... Hey, Lucas said something about using a new floppy disk, can
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shelf. Annie puts the keys on the desk and inspects the terminal for a
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power switch. <br />
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"There's a box with cookies back here." She pulls it out
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from behind the terminal. They giggle. <br />
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"I want one", says Isabelle. <br />
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crackling noise. She feels the hairs on her arm stand up as she
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inadvertently moves it in front of the screen. <br />
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"Whoa..." The screen begins to light up. "... I guess
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this is supposed to happen." Annie looks back at the note. <br />
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mumbles to herself. She looks at the racks. They are mostly filled with
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previously covered by the paper containing a black, glossy circle. <br />
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manual on one of the hard drives and manage to get it onto the floppy
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"Do you hear that?" <br />
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them. Quickly, she puts the disk into her bag.
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the room and back towards the stairs. The footsteps are coming closer.
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"Shit", Isabelle whispers. <br />
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into a room filled with crates that has small windows near the ceiling.
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one of the windows and opens it as quietly as possible while Isabelle
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moves one of the crates under it - not quite as quietly. The person on
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the stairs starts running. Isabelle jumps onto the crate and quickly
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climbs through the window. Annie, trying to follow her example,
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struggles for a moment to get onto the crate. After she finally manages
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to get up, Isabelle pulls her through the window - not a moment too soon.
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"You, stop!", <span class="comment"> rephrase?? </span> a man
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yells at them from inside, "Stay where you are!" <br />
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"I'm gonna catch you."
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Isabelle runs ahead, leading Annie into a dark alley. She climbs onto a
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ledge on the side of a building, pulling Annie up after herself. They
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continue running on the ledge until reaching a wall at the end of the
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alley. Isabelle jumps, grabs hold of the railing at the top, pulls
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herself up, and climbs over it. <br />
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"Wait here." She disappears. <br />
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Annie looks around nervously. What if she was caught now? <br />
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pulls the ladder up after herself. Isabelle takes it and stashes it on
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the other side of the embankment. Annie finds herself between the tracks
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of the metro. The Central Square station is close by, they run towards
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it along the tracks. Just as they make their way onto the platform, the
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rails start ringing. <br />
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Isabelle says with a smirk on her face: "I don't think he
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expects our getaway vehicle to be yellow and red..." <br />
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<h1> Who Died Today?</h1>
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<ul>
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<li class="comment">
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Emily wakes up
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<ul>
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<li class="comment">
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Lena (her adult sister) is in the room, waiting for her to wake up,
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silently crying
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</li>
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<li class="comment">
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the scene should make it immediately clear that this is in a base
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on the moon
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<ul>
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<li class="comment">
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large panorama window
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</li>
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</ul>
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</li>
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</ul>
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</li>
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<li class="comment">
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Dialog:
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<ul>
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<li class="comment">
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Emily asks who died this time / who died today - preferably in a more elegant way*
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<ul>
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<li class="comment">
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||||||
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Lena's spouse (?)
|
||||||
|
</li>
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||||||
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</ul>
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||||||
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</li>
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||||||
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<li class="comment">
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|
has to reveal that death is a common thing recently
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||||||
|
<ul>
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||||||
|
<li class="comment">
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||||||
|
caused by a disease
|
||||||
|
</li>
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||||||
|
<li class="comment">
|
||||||
|
They were close to developing/discovering a cure but then Tony
|
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|
died
|
||||||
|
</li>
|
||||||
|
</ul>
|
||||||
|
</li>
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||||||
|
<li class="comment">
|
||||||
|
optionally reveals that there are now 5 ppl left: 4 adults and Emily
|
||||||
|
</li>
|
||||||
|
</ul>
|
||||||
|
</li>
|
||||||
|
<li class="comment">
|
||||||
|
Emily puts on / changes into day clothes
|
||||||
|
</li>
|
||||||
|
<li class="comment">
|
||||||
|
They eat
|
||||||
|
</li>
|
||||||
|
<li class="comment">
|
||||||
|
They put on space suits and go outside to bury the body
|
||||||
|
<ul>
|
||||||
|
<li class="comment">
|
||||||
|
Lena places some object of significance on the grave
|
||||||
|
</li>
|
||||||
|
</ul>
|
||||||
|
</li>
|
||||||
|
</ul>
|
||||||
|
<p>
|
||||||
|
Emily wakes up. She is laying in bed, facing the large panorama window.
|
||||||
|
Her eyes wander across the familiar gray moonscape outside before
|
||||||
|
fixating on the half-visible Earth ball for a moment. A noise - someone
|
||||||
|
is in her module.
|
||||||
|
</p>
|
||||||
|
<p>
|
||||||
|
Emily turns around to find her older sister Lena sitting against the
|
||||||
|
wall - tears running down her face. After a moment to fully wake up and
|
||||||
|
grasp the situation, she asks: "Who?" <br />
|
||||||
|
Lena snivels and points to the ring on her finger. <span class="comment">
|
||||||
|
Dictionary to the rescue! Is that the right word? ... </span>
|
||||||
|
A grim but not uncommon way for days to begin lately. That leaves five
|
||||||
|
of them, and since Tony is gone there is no more hope for a cure.
|
||||||
|
</p>
|
||||||
|
<p class="comment">
|
||||||
|
missing section
|
||||||
|
</p>
|
||||||
|
<p>
|
||||||
|
The air hisses in the lines as the door closes behind them. The noise of
|
||||||
|
the vacuum pumps kicks in and begins to slowly fade.
|
||||||
|
</p>
|
||||||
|
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|
|
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|
||||||
* treat literal speech and other quoted strings differently
|
* treat literal speech and other quoted strings differently
|
||||||
* format literal speech differently from the rest of the paragraph
|
* format literal speech differently from the rest of the paragraph
|
||||||
* format suggestion: use ▸◂ as quotes and a slightly different font style
|
* format suggestion: use ▸◂ as quotes and a slightly different font style
|
||||||
|
* versions of this as span and paragraph
|
||||||
|
* paragraph version needs to deal with the fact that speeches can have multiple paragraphs
|
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|
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