Making the Best, continued
Oct. 23rd, 2005 12:39 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
avevale_intelligencerNote to self: you know that mental tunnel vision you get when you're really tired, when you can only focus on the thing you're doing and you can't stop doing it? Try not to let that happen.
I think a veil had best be drawn over most of the last day and a bit. Suffice to say I got through the door and into the forechamber, where I found the holographic imager and its control panel, both in working order, and absolutely nothing else. No other way out, no hidden panels that I could find, no stash of Linking Books and tinned food, nothing. I think I went a bit peculiar at that point.
Anyway, I finally recovered enough of my senses to come back here to Stoneship, and today I'm sore and aching but reasonably sane, despite the huge disappointment. I hadn't realised just how much hope I'd pinned on getting through that door, on what I thought I might find in here. I should have known there'd be nothing more than the Stranger described in his journal...though the logic of that room, all by itself in the side of the island, defeats me. Maybe Atrus thought the imager was too dangerous to keep anywhere else, or something. I don't know.
However, I may have lost the battle but not the war. That room has power, which means it must get in somewhere. I shall follow the standard rule in these circumstances--press and turn and push and pull anything that will move--and find a way to make it useful to me. There are ninety-six number codes to try on the imager, and I notice there's a button round the back as well. The possibilities are finite, but many and various.
I will not be beaten.
I think a veil had best be drawn over most of the last day and a bit. Suffice to say I got through the door and into the forechamber, where I found the holographic imager and its control panel, both in working order, and absolutely nothing else. No other way out, no hidden panels that I could find, no stash of Linking Books and tinned food, nothing. I think I went a bit peculiar at that point.
Anyway, I finally recovered enough of my senses to come back here to Stoneship, and today I'm sore and aching but reasonably sane, despite the huge disappointment. I hadn't realised just how much hope I'd pinned on getting through that door, on what I thought I might find in here. I should have known there'd be nothing more than the Stranger described in his journal...though the logic of that room, all by itself in the side of the island, defeats me. Maybe Atrus thought the imager was too dangerous to keep anywhere else, or something. I don't know.
However, I may have lost the battle but not the war. That room has power, which means it must get in somewhere. I shall follow the standard rule in these circumstances--press and turn and push and pull anything that will move--and find a way to make it useful to me. There are ninety-six number codes to try on the imager, and I notice there's a button round the back as well. The possibilities are finite, but many and various.
I will not be beaten.