Making the Best, continued
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avevale_intelligencerThe water was turned off again when I came back.
Taps do not close themselves. Something with a hand was here.
Yeesha? Atrus? Angry ghosts? I don’t know.
Scared now.
Later.—I turned it on again, went up and linked back to Myst, waited half an hour and then linked back. It was still running, but I’m not remotely reassured. Suppose whoever or whatever it is turns it off when I’m halfway up? Or all the way up, stranding me among those fake huts?
Easy answer to that, of course. Find the way to open the staircase door. It isn’t down here, so it must be up there. I just have to nerve myself, go up and look for it, and not worry about what happens if the water gets turned off and I can’t find it. After all, worrying about being trapped in a place I can’t escape from…rather superfluous in my case..
Later again.—I brought the journal from Myst, and grabbed the Linking Book out of its box. I feel safer having it with me. I also brought a bundle of deadwood and made a sort of cage round the tap, trying to wedge it on. It wouldn’t stop whomever or whatever was turning it off, but it might give them pause. Then I ascended to the movie-set village and started exploring properly, using the map in the journal.
It didn’t take me long that way to get the door at the top of the stairs open, and once I’d done that and wedged it firmly, I just had to climb down. I’m sure the Stranger found this easy. Probably did it blindfolded on one leg. I discovered when I was already one turn of the spiral down that several of the rungs had rotted, and the entire construction, which seems to have been designed rather like my makeshift cage round the tap, was a good deal shakier than it looked. I managed to get to the bottom and open the other door without bringing the entire concern down, but it wasn’t easy. And when I finally emerged and made my wobbly way back up to t’ mill, the cage was scattered and the tap once more off.
You realise, of course, that this means war.
Taps do not close themselves. Something with a hand was here.
Yeesha? Atrus? Angry ghosts? I don’t know.
Scared now.
Later.—I turned it on again, went up and linked back to Myst, waited half an hour and then linked back. It was still running, but I’m not remotely reassured. Suppose whoever or whatever it is turns it off when I’m halfway up? Or all the way up, stranding me among those fake huts?
Easy answer to that, of course. Find the way to open the staircase door. It isn’t down here, so it must be up there. I just have to nerve myself, go up and look for it, and not worry about what happens if the water gets turned off and I can’t find it. After all, worrying about being trapped in a place I can’t escape from…rather superfluous in my case..
Later again.—I brought the journal from Myst, and grabbed the Linking Book out of its box. I feel safer having it with me. I also brought a bundle of deadwood and made a sort of cage round the tap, trying to wedge it on. It wouldn’t stop whomever or whatever was turning it off, but it might give them pause. Then I ascended to the movie-set village and started exploring properly, using the map in the journal.
It didn’t take me long that way to get the door at the top of the stairs open, and once I’d done that and wedged it firmly, I just had to climb down. I’m sure the Stranger found this easy. Probably did it blindfolded on one leg. I discovered when I was already one turn of the spiral down that several of the rungs had rotted, and the entire construction, which seems to have been designed rather like my makeshift cage round the tap, was a good deal shakier than it looked. I managed to get to the bottom and open the other door without bringing the entire concern down, but it wasn’t easy. And when I finally emerged and made my wobbly way back up to t’ mill, the cage was scattered and the tap once more off.
You realise, of course, that this means war.
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Date: 2005-11-26 11:32 am (UTC)well, this is an interesting turn of events. :O