>Unlock the Garbage
You put away Maggie's letter, not sure exactly how you're supposed to respond. Just another worry for the growing pile.
You turn to the trash bin, locked since you got here, and feel the usual buzz of excitement that isn't your own.
You're pretty sure whatever's in there is going to be horrible. Why do you keep doing these things?
You're not even afraid of much anymore...but if there's one thing you hate, it's when anything leaps out at you.
You turn to the trash bin, locked since you got here, and feel the usual buzz of excitement that isn't your own.
You're pretty sure whatever's in there is going to be horrible. Why do you keep doing these things?
You're not even afraid of much anymore...but if there's one thing you hate, it's when anything leaps out at you.
FERN:
Say, Willis? You don't have any idea what's locked up in this garbage bin, do you?
Say, Willis? You don't have any idea what's locked up in this garbage bin, do you?
WILLIS:
Huh? I don't got any trash, Fern!
Huh? I don't got any trash, Fern!
FERN:
No, I mean...there's something already IN the Trash, and I don't know what.
No, I mean...there's something already IN the Trash, and I don't know what.
WILLIS:
Trash, duh! It's just Trash! GROSS!!!
Trash, duh! It's just Trash! GROSS!!!
FERN:
It's alive, Willis, it's been shifting around in there for ages. The buzzers want me to let it out.
It's alive, Willis, it's been shifting around in there for ages. The buzzers want me to let it out.
WILLIS:
Huh?! It's just Trash! GROSS!!!
Huh?! It's just Trash! GROSS!!!
Any further inquiries are met with the same response, identical as a recording. You get the feeling this is one of those weird "concept" things, like how nobody remembered Jay's victims. It's disconcerting...but it's also kinda nice, how these things don't affect you the same way. It feels like an actual edge against...whatever the heck it is you're up against.
...Let's just get this over with...
...Let's just get this over with...
