Crossposted hereAlso everything we just posted about is being thought of in Noir's mind. Yes.
What is our favorite color again?
Your brain is suddenly racing,
almost too much to sift through, but you do your best to stay focused. First things first...
Well, the obvious thing would be to bring the shite in the crate into the light and give it a once-over.
We should probably get a hop along after that. If this place is powered by that emergency generator, who knows how long it will hold out?
Shine our flashlight into the box,
Shrugging off your recent paranoia about the flashlight for a moment, you figure it wouldn't be as visible just using it to get a better look at the box's contents.
> Retrieve Pen, a small stack of paper, {that notebook}
You pick up the pen and the notebook. Looks like a MathWorld graph paper full-size notepad. Pretty sure you have one just like it back home. Well, probably in better condition. You flip through it.
It's totally blank. Aside from some water damage at the bottom of the page, it's perfectly usable. Next, you take a look at the printer paper.
Yikes. Tugging open one of the sheaves of paper, you find most of it's been ruined by moisture. Maybe you could dig out some usable sheets with a more intensive search, but looks like most of the printer paper has conglomerated into mildewy bricks. Before you take a look at the folder, though, you start sorting through your thoughts.
Also: I'm pretty sure we're either replicas/clones/simulacrums of your imaginary friends or have suffered amnesia, because we (or, at least, I) don't have any memories of you/your life except for the stuff that happened after you entered the mine (including the dream sequence).
Oh.
Oh...
Well, crap. You've got voices in your head. Not all of them entirely familiar, either. To be honest, you're not sure what they are. Some of them sound like your imaginary friends, but you think you might've almost heard them at other various times in the past, too. Sometimes you've been afraid of some kind of early-onset schizophrenia, given what happened with... but you also think it might just be your way of organizing your thoughts? Well, at least it helps you not feel as lonely.
Hm... I have an idea...
I (as in, the voice, not Noir) will try to "jump" into the weird machine that we investigated earlier. If that doesn't work, I'll try to jump into the pipe. May you please touch them before/while I jump?
Wish me luck...
Digital Camera those tubes; those symbols can help us remember if we put it in memory (or at least in any kind of recording). Don't use the Flash option.
Well, you all seem to have ideas related to the tubes, so I'll step away from the crate for now. First you go ahead and photograph the tubes.
A bit grainy, due to the light, but better than the last one. Next, you touch the tube to see if the voices might have something to do with this device.
Then the pipe...
...but you really don't think anything happened.
use the pen to copy the sight rune onto the bone arm. Try focusing on the arm, then the rune, then the arm and yourself, then the rune and yourself, then the arm, rune, and yourself.
snapHuh. Guess it's a mechanical pencil.
Say... can we try to use the pen to replicate the symbols that we saw on the blade, preferably in the same positions they were in on the blade? If that fails, maybe we could inscribe them on the arm.
Don't forget that we should try to concentrate on any symbols that we create!
You don't think you can inscribe anything on the arm right now. Also, you can't really recall clearly what those symbols were at the moment. You were a bit busy running for your life back there, after all.
Let's see...
Any quotes we remember from our parents regarding our current feelings and situations?
Also hum. A whole note followed by 4 quarter notes. Seems familiar...
Listen to the music--does it cue anything?
Do we recall anything regarding {that square symbol next to the sight symbol}?
Reminisce Nostalgic vibes about Auntie Yellow.
You don't really feel like getting all nostalgic at the moment, but nothing really springs to mind anyways. Papi said a lot of things appropriate to many situations, but then again he was an English professor. You'd rather not think about that stuff too much right now, though, okay?
Anyways, it's your first time seeing that square symbol. You stroll back towards the crate till you hear that music again, though. You think there's something kinda familiar to it? It's really hard to tell though, it sounds pretty distant.
Um,
Guess that is where the guy who wanted to kill us came from.
Think about what the chances are of this place having done weird experiments with the wired chalk stuff(?), and it led to them trapping themselves in here.
Well, that there's something weird going on here is pretty apparent, you'd say. You're not sure about the chalk part, but there's definitely something weird.
What is our favorite color again?
Black.