END GAME: THE COUNTDOWN STARTS

[sailmods]

[the prisoners wake up on cold, hard floors.

the lights are bright, glaring, a sterile cell with sterile bars facing a sterile hall. the prisoners with you, across from you, and no one else. no rocking of a ship in waves, nothing. just the prisoner and their prison.

time passes, one assumes. the rhythmic click of Friday’s heels down the hall. it’s almost like the ticking of a clock.]

Comments

[teethoftherisk]

Sensible advice, as expected of Friday. [There's a warmth in his voice - pride as how smart and clever Friday has been when so much has been against her all this time.] Mother once explained the idea of other realities to me, and as many as there are us, there are a billion's billion more without us.

I do not know if I will ever have the opportunity to meet you all again once you leave, but I hope I can eventually. For now, you all deserve to go as far away as you can, and to enjoy being free of any demands.