There's always a lighthouse

[wheremst]

And just like that, you wake up in the basement of a lighthouse in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. There's a circle of 25 pods in the middle of the room, and two more in a room off to the side, and you can imagine who is in which.

An elevator to the side of the room leads up to the ground floor (or to the first sub-basement, if you want to check out the machine that brought you here), where you can for the first time in weeks look out a window and see the sky. Its a beautiful sunny day, with a strong breeze on the grassy ground of the island where the lighthouse stands. Have you ever been this happy to hear seagulls?

You're free. Whatever comes next, you're free and you won. Take some time to relish your victory, won't you? Reunite with friends you thought you had lost, go forth and just... well, enjoy this.

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[philoxenia]

[ ... for a moment, she remembers something but-- thank god that was a simulation, can you imagine. (She has. She hates it.) But all the same, she sits next to him. ]

Fond of the sea, Seteth?

[baitless]

[ah, Mira! He'd meant to talk to her more before he, you know, ate shit, but welp. At least there's time now!]

Yes, I am. I lived by the sea for a long time, so it brings back good memories for me.

[philoxenia]

[ She's quiet for a little while as she gazes out at the water. ]

Good memories... You know, I thought I'd hate seeing it, after all of this. But I can understand that. For all the bad, some really good things came out of that place.

[ She lets out a soft sound, then looks to him. ]

You're probably anxious to get back home, aren't you?

[baitless]

Well, it is different, looking out over the surface as opposed to being deep underwater. I must confess that I didn’t dislike our apparent environment as much as what was actually happening there, though.

[Plus, he kind of doubted anything could make him hate the sight of the ocean.]

And I would say that I am, though I hope there is some way for us to keep in contact. I do not want to lose track of everyone, really.