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Post by Rojo on Jan 28, 2009 13:38:01 GMT -5
The man makes speech movements with his mouth, occasionaly gesturing to the machine. When he stops he gives you another sarcastic look.
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Post by Seven on Jan 28, 2009 13:39:16 GMT -5
I try to read his lips, perhaps with some success, but clearly not enough. "Get up. Show me what you mean."
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Post by Rojo on Jan 28, 2009 13:41:50 GMT -5
The man gets up, walks over to the machine, follows a little wire that comes out of the back and trails up his shirt. Then he makes "bum-bum" noises in his throat while pumping on his chest, then he stops the noises and makes his head go limp again, then he points to the cage with the key.
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Post by Seven on Jan 28, 2009 13:43:47 GMT -5
I blink. "So this machine is essentially working like your heart?"
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Post by Rojo on Jan 28, 2009 13:44:33 GMT -5
He nods slowly.
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Post by Seven on Jan 28, 2009 13:46:39 GMT -5
"So it would be be bad for me to find this key and unlock the cage?"
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Post by Rojo on Jan 28, 2009 13:50:27 GMT -5
The man slides a palm down the front of his face.
He slowly gestures to the wire again, and then to the machine, then at himself. He puts an invisible gun to his head, then shoots, going limp yet again, and then with a mock-dead hand he gestures to the cage.
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Post by Seven on Jan 28, 2009 13:53:02 GMT -5
"You died and they revived you?" I raise an eyebrow. This all seemed too ridiculous to be real.
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Post by Rojo on Jan 28, 2009 13:54:31 GMT -5
The man gives you a look as if to say "How stupid are you?"
He begins to scratch something into the table using his fingernail.
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Post by Seven on Jan 28, 2009 14:01:01 GMT -5
I raise the gun as a reminder of my chronic annoyance. "You seem to forget that charades is a game that takes two. Besides, what I think you're telling me just sounds surreal."
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Post by Rojo on Jan 28, 2009 14:03:42 GMT -5
He pulls back and the message is scrawled on the table:
"killling me releases the key"
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Post by Seven on Jan 28, 2009 14:10:19 GMT -5
I pause. "Oh...."
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Post by Rojo on Jan 28, 2009 14:13:03 GMT -5
He rolls his eyes and flops back into the chair.
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Post by Seven on Jan 28, 2009 14:19:51 GMT -5
I frown, not sure what to do. I look around the room, looking for the next door out of this room.
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Post by Rojo on Jan 28, 2009 14:23:12 GMT -5
As earlier mentioned, the other door is to your left.
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