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Route 2, Chapter 5: This Is A Fish

Tuesday, May 2nd

Next morning!

Takeshi is still sleeping noisily. With crap drawn all over his face.

Depressurization is complete, and Sora wants us in the control room!

LET'S GO

Takeshi figures out that his face is drawn on in about the same way, but with one conversation with Kid replaced with a conversation with Sara.

Tsugumi's here, too!

Compared to yesterday, she seems almost psychotically civil.

This conversation! Time limit is set the same as last route.

We're probably safe until May 6th!

So! You's off changing, Sora's doing diagnostics, Takeshi is making food, Tsugumi is off who the fuck knows where.

Thus, Sara and I are playing Rock Paper Scissors Charades.

The rules: You play rock paper scissors, and the loser must mime out something that you pick.

I lose, and am assigned Salmon.

After a passable salmon imitation, I win round II!

Let's go with...

>A spoiled baby.

Unfortunately, I am a pretty shitty judge, what with the amnesia and all.

You comes back, and joins in the fun as well!

ROCK, PAPER,

fucksticks.

Seconds later, the lights short out entirely. It's a blackout!

You suggests that we should look for people, but not worry too much about Sora for now.

Nobody in the control room!

Let's check the next place, and

Oh there they are.

You is pretty vehement on the point that we shouldn't look for Sora. How about going to the Generator Room instead?

Tsugumi's not going!

Also there's no direct corridor route to the generator blah blah maps blah elevator.

Elevator not work!

And Tsugumi isn't here to cut a hole in it like a psychopath this time.

Time to all split up and find heavy stuff!

Whoever finds the heaviest thing wins.

Sara is instantly the winner, having found the most majestic object in the history of wait.

It is...

IT IS A FISH.

The elevator moves out of awe and respect.

The almighty fish must be left behind to guard the rear while we advance to the generator room.

It shall be missed.

My night vision is eons better than Takeshi's! I'm seeing pretty fine, he's stumbling around in the dark.

Eat your carrots, kids.

Here we are! You's gonna open the door and WAIT STOOOOP

Sure enough, the door is scalding hot.

Which raises the obvious question:

How did I know that without anyone touching it?

Just like when I went out after Tsugumi, it's as if someone else did it, using my body.

Who am I, really?

Anyway, we should be going to the next room to turn off the steam.

You is going to cut off the steam!

I trust her to do her thing.

>I'll wait here.

You and Takeshi were complaining and harassing at each other as they head off, meaning that they were obviously flirting.

Must be nice!

After a great deal of awkward silence: Small talk!

I'm not very good at it, though, since I don't know my age, sign, or birthday.

I AM NOT A TREE

This comment, however, brings me back to looking at my hands. There's a scar on my finger.

--uh?

...Uhh?

Hello???

To be continued

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