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Chapter 5
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Tosaphine
Right?...
Oops, I dropped... Something
Of course. Yes. Right... you reaffirm yourself with some sarcasm. But only within specific circumstances. There are rules here.
The rules... You remember something about being polite to the employees. From what you remember, they only mentioned there would be consequences if your tone or words come off as unpleasant. But what about actions?
Can actions be impolite?, you ask yourself. Maybe? But the voice didn't say anything about your actions. Thinking about it from that perspective, it sounds like a loophole, one that's far too good to be true.
If that's the case, you would have free reign over every plastic ass to taunt and tease for the next 24 hours. Seriously, what else could you possibly do? Once the novelty of this place is up, you'll be bored off of your mind.
As long as the sailor inside of you keeps its mouth shut, you're pretty much guaranteed safety. But where's the fun in that?...
...
Adrenaline's building up already. One year spent in danger has turned you into a junkie, and you're about to get your fix.
In the time you spend thinking, the mannequin tilts its head up, as if to look you in the eyes. Its hand keeps firm to its hip, somehow a little tenser. It must've understood the spark in your eyes. The hint of insanity, the disregard for safety and the craving of an animal.
It has to work, you tell yourself repeatedly, building reckless momentum; hoping whoever created this place wouldn't be a petty asshole and nitpick mid-game with new rules.
...
"Oops, I... dropped something..." You slap yourself on the forehead animatedly as you drop to your knees.

In one swift motion, you pick at the empty air then hook the hem of the mannequin's skirt with your thumb.

No reaction... The world's not collapsing... No one's hurting you...
The best outcome possible.
Nevertheless, you still keep your eyes open as much as you can before blinking, afraid the mannequin would cut... whatever it is you're doing, short. Maybe they've got some kind of telepathy going on too and they'll warn each other, going into hiding before you find your second one.
Either way, there's lots you don't know about them, so why not study this one properly?
Study Properly or Broaden your Studies?
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Pick a Door
This choice will determine your fate for the next [ ? ? ? ? ] hours.
You can't call them dreams. You've had vivid dreams before. These are something else. You just don't know what to call them. They stay when you wake. The pain carries over. The exhaustion lingers. Your body remembers everything. The scratches from pursuits through dense forests. The claw marks left by things with glowing eyes... And the growls from beasts without an earthly name that threatened to leave you without a body to wake up to if caught... You've crossed deserts. Sailed open seas. Dragged yourself through filth and darkness. Starved. Hid. Ran. Survived. Every time. And it was all so very real. "What for? Why me? When will it end?" Every trial another question out of you. You've finally reached your limit. And whatever is behind this... knows it. For the first time, you're being given a choice.
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Updated on May 6, 2026
by Tosaphine
Created on Apr 22, 2026
by Tosaphine
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