Last night I couldn't stay asleep, I woke up every hour on the hour more tired than I was before. It's not always a good thing "sleeping" from 1am-1pm. What a waste of time, when I should be studying! but that's not why you're here...
The last room. We're almost at the final boss, all we have to do is solve this puzzle.
The room is lit by two floating white lights at the far end. On the wall behind them is what looks like a huge slab from the base of a tree, maybe it's a door, maybe there's a tree growing through the wall and ceiling, we don't know. Sprouting from the tree and climbing the walls are a bunch of purple and blue vines, each vine has a different pattern, beautiful as organic living snowflakes. A purple juice, goo, slime, whatever you want to call it, had poured out from the base of the far wall and formed a puddle half the size of the room, though it must have been long ago as it had become solid (or in the last, very viscous).
We take a few steps into the room, try to walk across the purple... We all start to shrink! Before we'd even begun to realize it, it was just too late. Tiny. All of us. Freakin' tiny. Maybe we're not so close to that last boss after all. We walk towards the far wall, which looks many kilometers away. The tree in the distance climbs higher than our eyes are now able to perceive. In dream hours, which really felt like few minutes, many random battles, and the death of a few party members (the details of which are unimportant) we reach the base of the tree. A shadow grows underneath us, and becomes more than a lack of light, it's a lack of matter. It's a hole. We all fall in.
We land in one of the roots of the tree and it's simply beautiful. The walls are a deep, rich purple, with millions of vines climbing along. The roots are lit up by the life energy of the tree dancing through the air to it's destination. We start walking towards the center of the tree. When we reach the end, or rather beginning, of our particular root, we can peer down into an abyss. This tree goes deep. We can also look up what seems like kilometers, where IS this? I've always been one for adventure so I jump. Jump into the abyss.
Falling and falling, faster and faster, I had only begun to think about how this may have been a bad idea when the air got cloudy below. The air got foggy around me. Everything became bright like when you're waking up from a dream, and then I..!
I'm sitting in a basement watching anime with a friend. Tea sits on the table, still steaming. The "living room" is part of a rather open-concept house. It's just one corner adorned with a love-seat, two coffee tables, and two chairs. In the nearest corner was her art studio, filled with beautiful paintings, pastels, charcoals... Everything from abstract art to the Japanese alphabet. My friend notices me looking around and says something in Japanese and giggles. "Je ne connais pas cela..." I reply. "I can show you around again if you want, it's nothing." She says.
So we have ourselves a look around, the layout is more or less living-room, art studio, study area, and one corner is blocked off. It's the kitchen/entryway. Of course on one of the walls we have bathroom and bedroom, nothing special.
While she's showing me the kitchen we suddenly have our coats on. That's right! We have to go to dollarama, grab some Christmas presents! We run out the door together into the blizzard... Into the fog... into the... the.. falling!
I fall for a few dream seconds that to me seem like hours when I hit the ground face first in a parking lot. I'm outside my old highschool. It's summer now. I look around and spot my friend Darcey running over. "Josh, that looked pretty painful, I was hoping I could buy you an energy drink, and fix your car?" Now, Darcey is more than generous in most cases, but I think this dream is wishful thinking. "Sure!" So we head on into the Co-Op and buy up some energy drinks. Walk out to -my car-. It's under a huge soggy blanket. What is this nonsense? Nothing spectacular, Darcey only polished my car by hand after turning it into a convertible. F*ck, what a good friend! Before I can thank him he runs off, apparently he has a highschool course he's late for. So I drive out to my old house in the country. Park in the driveway. Let myself in, because hey, f*ck the new owners, am I right? The house starts to shake like an earthquake and I turn to open the door and GTFO when Darcey lets himself in. Covered in snow. "It's a blizzard out there."
Falling falling falling into the atrium. Connie, an older woman from work who's known for saying frick'n-frack'n, is dressed like a witch. "I'm surprised you've made it this far, you little snot. You get more completes than me every day and half the time you're sleeping at your desk! Prepare to get what's coming to you!" This is the final battle! But I've played games like this before. Right in the center of the room there's a slowly spinning eye. I'll bet you anything that when it sees me it's going to shoot a laser. Why else would there be so many mirrors around the room? Puh-lease. So I stand in front of a skewed mirror and wait for the eye to see me. Sure enough, it fires away. Bounce. Bounce. Bounce. It pierces Connie and keeps on going. Bounce. Bounce. It's coming straight for me! So I dodge roll to the side. *Phew* But I'd fallen into Connie's trap...
The light had formed the star of David along the room (when viewed from above, of course) and the floor began to pulse red and white. Connie was fading out of existence, turning into sand and floating towards the sky. Laughing. She rushes me, merely a torso, grabs my wrist and pulls me into the air. I start to fade too... My arm slowly turns to sand, dust, powder, and it climbs up my arm and my whole right side is fading. I'm pretty accepting of my death at this point, I've still done the world great justice. Wesley plays violin in the background while Renee draws a sketch to eternalize the moment... Darcey revs the engine of my Tiburon. Goodbye friends, good luck getting out of this f*cking tree!
