- Awh fuck! 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.
+ Awh fuck!
+ 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.
Owowowww... Ouch!
An automated voice comes on: Emergency
defrost complete. Entering low power mode.
@@ -29,19 +30,19 @@
air, and looks around. The light shining out of his chamber reveals a
dirty floor. The table and chairs in front of him as well as the kitchen
area across the room are covered in dust and all exposed bits of metal
- have rust. The paint is starting to flake off of the walls. Red night
+ are rusty. The paint is starting to flake off of the walls. 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 but one of them being powered down. In the corner is the minicomputer
controlling the bunker, a half-height rack filled to the brim with
devices, and next to it a teleprinter, a computer-controlled typewriter.
- Along the rear wall are desks holding a radio and a terminal, a device
- comprised of a keyboard and monitor, and on the wall above them is a
+ Along the rear wall are desks holding a radio and a terminal (a device
+ comprised of a keyboard and monitor), and on the wall above them is a
phone; nothing out of the ordinary here – apart from a few paint
crumbs sprinkled on everything. He looks to the right: More preservation
chambers. Instead of a wall, there's the bunker door – door
is a bit of an understatement, it's a massive gate. A small slither
- of light passes under it.
+ of light passes under it.
These fucking idiots... They didn't
reseal it properly.
As he passes each of the preservation chambers, he looks into them. Empty,
empty, empty - nothing unexpected here. The others would have been woken
up over time. 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
+ it down. The lamp in its 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.
- Hello Michelle.
+ Hello Michelle, he says more to himself
+ than to the frozen person inside.
He checks the status lights of her chamber.
- I think I'm gonna leave you in there
- until I find a way out of here — should be fine...
+ Looks good to me — I think I'm
+ gonna leave you in there until I find a way out...
He continues past the remaining empty chambers to the back of the bunker.
Jack opens the cabinets under each of the desks while talking to himself:
- Where is that fucking toolbox?
- Do we have an alternative expletive to use?
+ Where is that fucking toolbox?
Well, it isn't there. He continues with the kitchen area. Still
nothing. He enters the bathroom through a door next to the kitchen area.
- Nope, not here either. Welp, time to
- improvise.
+ Nope, not here either.
+ Welp, time to improvise.
- Jack returns to the kitchen area and rummages through the drawers to find
- anything useful. He grabs a fork. Works as a
- screwdriver, I guess... He proceeds to jam the handle into a
- screw on one of the kitchen cabinets to see if it will turn. It does
- – barely. Using a slightly rusty knife sharpener
- sharpening rod? he begins the long and
- arduous process of making the fork handle more suitable as a screwdriver,
- grinding the end over the sharpener over and over and over. After a
- while, he stops to inspect his work. Meh,
- could work. He tests it on the kitchen cabinet again.
+ Jack returns to the kitchen area and rummages through the drawers
+ to find anything useful. He grabs a fork.
+ Works as a screwdriver, I guess...
+ He proceeds to jam the handle into a screw on one of the kitchen cabinets
+ to see if it will turn. It does – barely. Using a slightly rusty
+ sharpening rod he begins the long and arduous process of grinding the
+ fork handle flat, dragging it across the rod over and over and over
+ again. After a while, he stops to inspect his work.
+ Meh, could work.
+ He tests it on the cabinet again.
- His newly gained screwdriver in hand, Jack walks back to the control panel
- for the door and unscrews it. After a bit of fiddling, the panel lifts
- out of the niche in the wall, pulling cables out of the box under it.
- He grabs the fork by the handle and bends the
- middle? inner? prongs out of the way to bridge the control
- panel's switches using the outer ones. Nothing happens.
+ His newly gained screwdriver in hand, Jack walks back to the control
+ panel for the door and unscrews it. After a bit of fiddling with it,
+ the panel lifts out of its niche in the wall, pulling cables out of the
+ box under it. He grabs the fork by the handle and bends the inner prongs
+ out of the way. Then, he bridges the switch contacts using the two outer
+ prongs. Nothing happens.
Of course it wasn't gonna be that easy.
+
He starts to dig into the wires, attempting to find what's wrong,
but realizes after a moment that the wiring is more complex than expected
- and he has no idea what he's doing.
+ and he has no idea what he's doing.
Guess I need the manual for this
thing...
- He gets up and returns to the terminal. Maybe, there is a backup copy or - anything useful on the primary hard drive. He sits down in front of it - and logs on. + He gets up and returns to the terminal, thinking there might be + something useful, maybe even a backup, on the primary drive. + He pulls a nearby chair in front of it and sits down.
-Tue, 2106-06-01, 18:01 +EARTH-53 INUX v8.4 SMP -EARTH-53 Login: jack +Login: █ ++
+ Jack logs on and issues a command: +
++EARTH-53 INUX v8.4 SMP + +Login: jack Password: Welcome to INUX! +Last login Wed, 1994-07-20 11:34:08 +$ date +Tue, 2106-06-01 18:01:55 $ █
- So it's been over a hundred years.
- Hm...
- He goes through the files but to no avail, no backup turns up. Nothing
- useful either. He does, however, find a note from 2030 saying that the
- inhabitants of Sunside Cove have proven to be unhelpful when asked
- for assistance. Too bad they are the ones that have a backup of the
- secondary hard drive – assuming there is anyone still living there.
+ So it's been over a hundred years...
+ Hm.
+ He goes through the files but nothing useful turns up. He does, however,
+ find a note from 2030 saying that the inhabitants of the dome city
+ have proven to be unhelpful when asked for assistance. Too bad they are
+ the ones that have a full backup of everything – assuming there is
+ anyone still living there.
He gets up and reaches for the phone. It lifts off the cradle with a
quiet click. Jack holds it to his ear and starts dialing but there is no
- dial tone.
+ dial tone.
Welp, that's that.