You can expect mayhem and maybe RAGE or DESPAIR
when you get to it. >>16940
But I'm talentless, what's your point?
Anyway, the choices are too obvious aren't they? I'll be sure to make them more obscured next time, this is suppose to be Normal difficulty afterall.
[X] Sleep (Dream)
[X] Dream of the injured girl, the one you failed to reach
You're back into that pitch black place again, without light, without time. Only you, and another, existed in this lonely plain.
The other...the girl...what happened to her? You couldn't see her now, but you can feel her presence nearby. You tries to call out to her, like you did the last time you were here. Yet nothing changes, and you're still alone, searching for the girl who is nearby, but so faraway, always just outside your grasp.
Same as before, you try again. Same as before, nothing happens. The world refuses to change, but so do you refuse to back down. You've lost count of how many times you've repeated your gesture of calling her name, and receiving nothing in return. But it doesn't matter to you, for you know that eventually, your will shall triumph against this stubborn resistance.
Time never flows, never existed. The world refuses to change, but ultimately breaks. Your victory arrive in the form of silent footsteps, echoing soundlessly in this boundless boundary. Her silhouette fades into existence from the eternal black, same as before, broken and dishevelled. Her arm is still broken, the red liquid still flowing. Yet you find yourself rejoicing. Not at her pitiful state, but at the discovery of company, and at the close proximity the two of you shared. Just seeing her standing in front of you brings peace to your soul, brushing away the loneliness that have chilled your mind and body. This is the first time you see her clearly, her face smooth and lightly coloured. Her nose is petite, and her lips a healthy pink. Her long, chestnut brown hair is tied into two ponytails, one on each side of her head, and slightly uncombed.
And her eyes, a regal crimson, shows only hollowness, and a lack of life.
You're certain that you've never met her before until coming to this plain of nothingness, but still she seems familiar, and feels like as if the two of you had gone through many obstacles together.
You reach out to her again, like last time, extending your hand towards her.
And she didn't respond, still deaf to your voice, like last time.
Again you say her name, walking forward and reaching for her broken arm, yet she doesn't move, and your hand never made contact with hers. Instead, it just passed right through her, as if she isn't there. But you know she is there, and it is your fault for things to become like this.
The world begins to dissipate again, and you stare at her forlornly. The two of you fades away, but you know you made some progress.
For before you're gone, you heard her voice, a very soothing voice.
The merry chirping of free flying birds accompanies a much less welcoming hangover as you return to consciousness. The events of the night before is becoming a little blurry, a bit surreal.
You paid it no mind, your hangover is persistent.
"Oh hey! You're awake! You slept even longer than I did! Unreal!"
The voice of one Suika girl pierce into your still inebriated skull like an artillery barrage exploding right next to your ears. You almost collapse onto the ground, but the moment passed soon, and you remove your hand from your ears while pushing yourself weakly off the wall. You give Suika a pained smile, muttering a soft 'Good morning' before continuing on your way to your destination, the bathroom.
Or the closest thing that looks like one, because you have no idea where the bathroom is.
Absentmindedly you wondered why Suika isn't having a hangover like you. All three of you have been drinking like there's no tomorrow, so she should be in a worse state than you're since she's a child. Then you decides that you're in no mood to discover the mysteries you've been going through for the past two day just yet, and continues to trudge along the seemingly unending hallways.
Where the hell is the bathroom anyway?!
It is then that you come across another doorway. It is different from the ones you've come across during the agonising trek, with some cloths hanging loosely near the top. Steam is slowly drifting out of the place, and your brain registers the sound of water coming from inside. This must be the bathroom. Like so many things lately, it's totally foreign to you, but you're already getting used to seeing strange stuffs. You pushed the pinkish coloured cloth away from you and entered what looks like a changing room of sort after a bit of corridor-weaving. Some towels are stacked neatly at a corner, with empty baskets lying next to them. A larger basket is also present, sitting on the other side of the room, with some clothes stacking haphazardly on top of each other. Must be the dirty clothing.
Figuring that the smaller baskets are for sundries and such, you grab only the towel and leave the baskets alone. In your still rather adled state, you fumbles out of your clothes, threw them into the larger basket and walked to a double sliding door where the steam is coming from. Pulling the slides apart, you're greeted by a large cloud of white, moist steam. Only after weaving through the white screen do you realise the interesting 'bath' of this place. It's a gigantic crater filled with steaming hot water, with more flowing out of cracks on some rock formations on the other side of the pool. Most fascinating.
You tests the water temperature before going in, and sighs pleasantly as your body submerges into the hotspring. You just sit there enjoying the heavenly sensation, unaware of how long time had passed. Only when a voice speaks behind you do you snap back into reality, and you realise belatedly that your hangover is gone.
"Oho, having a nice time are you?" The voice, definitely that of a female, says with a hint of mischievousness mixing within. You start to turn around to get a better look at the intruder, but is stopped before you even see anything by a pair of soft hands. One of the hands playfully ruffles your hair as the owner of the voice speaks again. "Nah ah~, bad idea, you wouldn't want to risk an accident now would you?"
Then you feel something resting near your head, just out of your sight.
"Or would you
, hmm?" The female adds slyly, one hand playfully drawing circles on the exposed part of your chest, slowly moving down each time a loop is completed.
Now wait a fucking minute! You have a say in this even if it's enjoyable!
Your soul of a prideful man flaring, you...
 Just relax and enjoy it
 Stops her and turn around for a frontal confrontation
 Stops her and swim away to the other side, then get out without looking back
 (Write-in Choice)