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On July 05 2010 09:09 shinosai wrote:
>Go back into the cabin. Retrack the footprints to the dining room. Search for a hidden room.
You re-enter the cabin from the front door.
Considering that you don't remember your friends leaving this cabin, you decide to take a look around.
The light coming through the boarded up windows is growing dim - it will be completely dark in a matter of minutes. Following the footprints is nearly impossible - if you dropped your keys at your feet you think it'd probably take you a good minute to find them. Since you don't feel like stumbling over who knows what in the dark, you take a look around right near the door. Right above your head is a single lightbulb with a pullstring. Directly to your right is a wall with a small metal panel door about 4 feet off the ground. To your left is a shelf with what looks to be a few tools, and in front of you is the dark rest of the cabin.
Inventory:
+ Show Spoiler +Cell phone
house, car and mailbox key on a keyring
Wallet with $26 and your ID
a ball-point pen
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>Pull the lightbulb's pullstring.
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On July 06 2010 02:50 EchOne wrote:
>Pull the lightbulb's pullstring.
*click*
The lightbulb stays dark.
It doesn't seem like the room is getting any electricity.
Inventory:
+ Show Spoiler +Cell phone
house, car and mailbox key on a keyring
Wallet with $26 and your ID
a ball-point pen
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>Go back to the car and chug a/some beer(s) to get your courage up.
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On July 06 2010 05:24 Inkarnate wrote:
>Go back to the car and chug a/some beer(s) to get your courage up.
Well, this cabin is creepy as hell.
You walk back out to the car and pull the trunk latch. Inside are two cases of some cheap beer that Alexander picked up on the way, as well as a tire iron, some jumper cables and your backpack. You pick out a can of beer, poke a hole in one and shotgun it. It isn't ice cold like cheap beer should be for rapid consumption, but it gets the job done. 3 cans of beer and 10 minutes later and you feel ready to take on anything.
Inventory:
+ Show Spoiler +Cell phone
house, car and mailbox key on a keyring
Wallet with $26 and your ID
a ball-point pen
a tire iron
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>Grab the Tire Iron and go investigate the cabin again
EDIT: Try to open metal door in cabin
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On July 06 2010 07:22 emperorchampion wrote:
>Grab the Tire Iron and go investigate the cabin again
EDIT: Try to open metal door in cabin
Tire iron acquired. You think you should probably get something to carry things in, you only have 2 hands, and your pockets are full.
You open the cabin door and look at the metal panel. A closer look in the dark indicates that this is a circuit breaker. You open the door and see the following:
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kitchen____ON [==X] OFF___ON [==X] OFF___foyer
living room_ON [==X] OFF___ON [X==] OFF___security door
bedroom___ON [==X] OFF___ON [===] OFF__|||||||||||||||
bathroom__ON [==X] OFF___ON [===] OFF__||||||||||||||||||
x----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------x
Everything is in the off position, except for the final three circuits. One is labeled 'Secuirty Door'. The other two seem to have been placed in the 'ON' position, had their switches broken off and their labels blacked out with a permanent marker.
Inventory:
+ Show Spoiler +Cell phone
house, car and mailbox key on a keyring
Wallet with $26 and your ID
a ball-point pen
a tire iron
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I must admit, this is one HUGE log cabin ;/
>Flip all circuits to on and see what happens
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> boot up the computer if the power goes back on. check for anything suspicious like pictures of dead animals and/or children
> grab your backpack from the car and fill it with food and drinks. You've played enough Fallout to be prepared.
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On July 06 2010 08:08 KtheZ wrote:
I must admit, this is one HUGE log cabin ;/
>Flip all circuits to on and see what happens
Ok.
The circuit breaker is now in the following position:
+ Show Spoiler +x----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------x
kitchen____ON [X==] OFF___ON [X==] OFF___foyer
living room_ON [X==] OFF___ON [X==] OFF___security door
bedroom___ON [X==] OFF___ON [===] OFF__|||||||||||||||
bathroom__ON [X==] OFF___ON [===] OFF__||||||||||||||||||
x----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------x
You hear the faint hum of electricity wash over the house. The lightbulb above you flickers, and then burns brightly. Most of the lights around the cabin follow in tandem, and now the cabin sings with the sound of humming wires and lightly buzzing incandescent bulbs.
For a place in the middle of nowhere, almost out of the reach of satellites and cell phone towers, it sure is getting a lot of power.
On July 06 2010 09:27 Inkarnate wrote:
> boot up the computer if the power goes back on. check for anything suspicious like pictures of dead animals and/or children
> grab your backpack from the car and fill it with food and drinks. You've played enough Fallout to be prepared.
You head back out to the car, again, and grab your backpack. Inside you find:
+ Show Spoiler +an iPod with earbuds
a bag of peppered beef jerky
a book, "Brave New World" by Aldous Huxley
a clean pair of socks
You throw the contents of your pockets and the tire iron in the backpack as well. You search through the car, grab 4 bottles of water, 2 cans of beer (just in case), a big bag of trail mix and 3 peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. Unfortunately you can't find any bottle caps, so bartering with the dust bunnies for Nuka-Cola is going to be difficult.
After loading up, you put on the backpack and head back to the house.
You walk through the dusty house, and go through every room.
This place is a dump. Aside from the monstrous amount of dust on the ground, most of the appliances don't work - the toilet is broken, the sinks run brown from rusty pipes and the refrigerator in the kitchen is not only dirty but filled with mold - the food rotted away long ago. Smelling the remains of whatever was in that fridge causes you to double over and dry heave so hard that your eyes go blurry for a moment.
Through your searching, you don't find a whole computer anywhere - just parts in the large pile on the dining room table. And that stuff looks dated, too. There are at least six giant magnetic rolls of tape that very old computers used to use to write things to memory, the sort of thing you'd see slowly rotating on the front of some calculator at NASA back in 1960.
All you have to go on at the moment are those tracks your friends left in the dust, and after retracing their steps, they both end at a bookshelf on the far wall of the living room.
Inventory:
+ Show Spoiler +A backpack
Cell phone
house, car and mailbox key on a keyring
Wallet with $26 and your ID
a ball-point pen
a tire iron
an iPod with earbuds
a bag of peppered beef jerky
a book, "Brave New World" by Aldous Huxley
a clean pair of socks
3 bottles of water
2 cans of beer
a big bag of trail mix
3 peanut butter and jelly sandwiches
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> Start pulling out all the books from the book shelf just in case one of them triggers a secret door like in movies, also read the first 10 pages of "Brave New World"
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On July 06 2010 16:30 Beloth(OD) wrote:
> Start pulling out all the books from the book shelf just in case one of them triggers a secret door like in movies, also read the first 10 pages of "Brave New World"
![[image loading]](http://i431.photobucket.com/albums/qq40/good_shot101/IMG_6942.jpg)
You pull Brave New World from your backpack and start reading.
This story, from the first 10 pages, seems to be about some future where people are grown in bottles under dynamic conditions based on their "genetic predestination" - eugenics mixed with home brewing. Those considered of high-grade genetic material, the A+, are destined for the most lucrative jobs. Working down the list of Greek letters, the Epsilon caste seems to be suited for not much more than cleaning sewers - the scientists in charge of this bottling of children even expose them in vitro to chemicals they may be working with for the rest of their miserable lives. You muse that the caste system reminds you of iCCup rankings, and you smirk at the thought of D- players being grown in jars and blasted with radiation.
You put Brave New World in your backpack and walk to the bookshelf. It is about 5 feet wide and almost as tall as the ceiling. Looking at the titles, all of them are technical and engineering manuals from decades ago - some of them even describe schematics for vacuum tubes. Looking for some sort of hidden door, you pull all the books off the shelf, one by one. Heavy tomes fall to the floor in an ever-rapid pace as each book proves to be just that You swipe the top shelf of books off with your forearm in frustration, and one of the last books hits you square in the cheekbone. You cry out in pain, rub where the corner of the book hit you, and look at the perpetrator.
It's not a technical manual.
It's Charles Darwin's On the Origin of Species by Means of Natural Selection.
Inventory:
+ Show Spoiler +A backpack
Cell phone
house, car and mailbox key on a keyring
Wallet with $26 and your ID
a ball-point pen
a tire iron
an iPod with earbuds
a bag of peppered beef jerky
a book, "Brave New World" by Aldous Huxley
a clean pair of socks
3 bottles of water
2 cans of beer
a big bag of trail mix
3 peanut butter and jelly sandwiches
Charles Darwin's On the Origin of Species
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Change my socks, put Ke$ha on my iPod and examine the rolls of tape more closely for titles or dates.
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On July 07 2010 03:17 Durnic wrote:
Change my socks, put Ke$ha on my iPod and examine the rolls of tape more closely for titles or dates.
As you always say, "If in doubt, change your socks". You take off your shoes and the pair you are wearing, roll them together and throw them in your bag. You slide on the pair of clean white tube socks with a tingle of satisfaction only a fresh pair of socks can provide. You can't decide if it's the beer you chugged 30 minutes ago or the new socks, but you are already feeling a little better about the situation.
To really get you in the mood for exploring abandoned cabins alone in the middle of nowhere, you put in your earbuds and crank "Tik Tok" by Ke$ha. "How did Ke$ha end up on my iPod?" you muse to yourself. No matter. You are fairly sure you have never woken up feeling like P. Diddy or brushed your teeth with an entire bottle of hard alcohol, but the song is damn catchy.
![[image loading]](http://www.thelivingmoon.com/43ancients/41Group_Lunar_FYEO/02files/NASA-Tape-Image-2.jpg)
You grab one of the tape reels and look at it. The dented aluminum case for it is labeled "Steinholz - Replicate 27 - 19 Oct 1964". You take the reel out of its case and extend the magnetic strip out a bit and hold it up to a lightbulb. All of the information on this tape seems to be magnetically encoded, like a cassette tape. And just like a cassette tape, you can't tell what's on it just by holding it up to the light.
Inventory:
+ Show Spoiler +A backpack
Cell phone
house, car and mailbox key on a keyring
Wallet with $26 and your ID
a ball-point pen
a tire iron
an iPod with earbuds
a bag of peppered beef jerky
a book, "Brave New World" by Aldous Huxley
a dirty pair of socks
3 bottles of water
2 cans of beer
a big bag of trail mix
3 peanut butter and jelly sandwiches
Charles Darwin's On the Origin of Species
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>Unwind the magnetic strip and wrap it around the diameter of the reel several times, then tie a knot at the end. Stick your forearm through the makeshift handle and equip the tape reel like a buckler.
>Remove ear-buds to be aware of strange noises.
>Go outside, turn on your vehicle's cabin lights, and search for ski equipment, specifically a ski pole or six to use as weapons or tools.
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On July 07 2010 03:36 Durnic wrote:
Play the tape.
As all of the machines you see in this room have been disassembled or destroyed, you can't find anything in the area to read the magnetic film. Instead, you play a game called 'The Tape' with yourself, which consists of spinning the aluminum film canister on the ground like a giant coin while jumping up and down and clapping. Whee!
On July 07 2010 03:55 EchOne wrote:
>Unwind the magnetic strip and wrap it around the diameter of the reel several times, then tie a knot at the end. Stick your forearm through the makeshift handle and equip the tape reel like a buckler.
>Remove ear-buds to be aware of strange noises.
>Go outside, turn on your vehicle's cabin lights, and search for ski equipment, specifically a ski pole or six to use as weapons or tools.
Who needs information about what the hell is going on in this place when you can have a flimsy plastic and aluminum buckler? You unwind that bad boy with gusto and fashion yourself a sweet shield. Now you are an impenetrable wall of metal and advanced hydrocarbon polymers. Nothing can stop you, except for anything more than a couple pounds moving faster than a couple miles per hour.
You remove your earbuds and put the iPod and Ke$ha's ridiculous rantings about men that look like Mick Jagger back in your backpack. Walking back outside, you notice just how damn dark the mountains get at night, every last one of the stars is out. The mountains provide a black background to the blue and white brilliance above you.
You take two graphite ski poles from the car, wielding one as a weapon and the other you collapse and throw in your backpack. Now after you're done defending yourself with your immovable wall of a shield, you can break your walking stick hitting anything harder than a down pillow. You're ready for battle. A cursory scan of the car's front and back seats didn't do much good - it seems like you've taken everything useful from the car for now.
![[image loading]](http://img683.imageshack.us/img683/9971/annapurnasstarrynightch.jpg)
Great. Now you're ready. You've chugged beer, fashioned yourself weapons, ruined a perfectly good bookshelf, considered skiing down a steep and snowless slope and made at least 50 trips back and forth to the car. You've accomplished every task you put your mind to except for finding your friends. I guess old habits die hard, you've always been a bit of a procrastinator.
Inventory:
+ Show Spoiler +A backpack
Cell phone
house, car and mailbox key on a keyring
Wallet with $26 and your ID
a ball-point pen
a tire iron
an iPod with earbuds
a bag of peppered beef jerky
a book, "Brave New World" by Aldous Huxley
a dirty pair of socks
3 bottles of water
2 cans of beer
a big bag of trail mix
3 peanut butter and jelly sandwiches
Charles Darwin's On the Origin of Species
a collapsed graphite ski pole
Weapons:
+ Show Spoiler +
A poor excuse for a shield made from a magnetic tape roll
A graphite ski pole
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>Move to the side of the bookshelf and attempt to pull it along the wall, away from its current position, while trying to keep it from toppling away from the wall.
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On July 07 2010 08:49 EchOne wrote:
>Move to the side of the bookshelf and attempt to pull it along the wall, away from its current position, while trying to keep it from toppling away from the wall.
You position yourself on one of the narrow ends of this old bookshelf and push hard.
It doesn't budge. Not an inch. It doesn't tip away from the wall, nothing. You try to pull a corner out from the wall and succeed in nothing more than hurting your hand.
You're pretty sure that there's something strange about this bookcase - why would it be so solid against the wall unless someone wanted it that way? Maybe you picked up a clue earlier.
![[image loading]](http://rwridley.files.wordpress.com/2009/10/a-pile-of-books.gif)
Inventory:
+ Show Spoiler +A backpack
Cell phone
house, car and mailbox key on a keyring
Wallet with $26 and your ID
a ball-point pen
a tire iron
an iPod with earbuds
a bag of peppered beef jerky
a book, "Brave New World" by Aldous Huxley
a dirty pair of socks
3 bottles of water
2 cans of beer
a big bag of trail mix
3 peanut butter and jelly sandwiches
Charles Darwin's On the Origin of Species
a collapsed graphite ski pole
Weapons:
+ Show Spoiler +
A poor excuse for a shield made from a magnetic tape roll
A graphite ski pole
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>Flip through the pages of On the Origin of Species rapidly.
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