[[It finally came|End2]]

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[[Wind blows|Out3]]

[[Birds tweep softly|Out4]]

Nor you or those around you are stunned by the light piercing your eyes. Your feet are pressing on softer ground now. It's soil. [[Moist soil|Out5]]

You look across the yellow flat land. Colonies of wheat sway back and forth around you. The sun exists in full. It's incredibly hot. \n\nHuge crowds begin to gather. They begin to tighten and focus.\n\n[[Push yourself to the front|Crd1]]\n\n

Slowly the person nods, first half-heartedly but then with confidence and excitement, raising the thin plastic box overhead for everyone to see.\n\nQuickly everyone begins to realize what it is. Loud shouting melds into a collective roar, shouting and jumping in joy and relief.\n\n[[It's finally here.|End1]]

The brave individual slowly approaches the wall.\n\nThe brave individual, with hands unsteady, prepares to press them against the tray's cold metal top.\n\nYet before a touch, something slips into the bottom of the tray. A thin rectangular box made of plastic, with blue wrapping around its center. \n\nYou catch a glimpse at the brave soul, who now carefully clutches the package in their hands, and slowly turns to face the crowd of hundreds who silently wait for confirmation.\n\nIs it really here?\n\n[[Is this really it|Crd3]]

It seems the the crowd is gathering around a large metal wall that stands on its own. On the wall, the bottom center of the wall, exists an empty tray dispenser.\n\nThe crowd of hundreds slowly begins to silence. Someone pushes through and carefully approaches the tray. All that's heard is the wind and birds, but you ignore them.\n\n[[Watch|Crd2]]\n\n

Feedback - A game by Zolani Stewart\n\nApril 22, 2013\n\n@Fengxii\n\n\n\n

You sit silently on cold concrete, in a room with walls of rusted metal. The heavy door behind you is locked. The sound is of dead ambience.\n\nA shimmer of light seams through a small open window, too high to reach. The light sits in a spot you aren't touching.\n\nYou stare [[attentively|Room0]]

[[We'll be alright now|End3]]

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A sound!\n\nThe heavy door shoots open. You look out into the hallway, and begin to hear chatter from the other rooms. Other doors opening. Footsteps start to gather.\n\n[[Could it be now?!|Hall0]]

Stuck to the bottom center of the wall, exists an empty tray dispenser at the end of the room in front of you. On top of it is a screen that shows static. It lights dimly.\n\nTime passes on. \n\n[[Stare|Room1]]\n

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Feedback

You stand until you're feet are pressing into the concrete floor and the floor presses back. It's rough and uncomfortable. You walk to the hallway, your clothes dragging on the stone floor as you move, the sound of rustling foosteps become louder and grander and absoring. The sound of collective is [[entrancing|Hall1]]

You're thrusted by the crowd that now pushes behind you. You look ahead and see the end of the hall, an ivory light with the shadows of thousands marching towards it near and far. Chatter is loud and everywhere but you don't know what's being said.\n\n[[March with Pride|Out1]]\n\n[[You can feel it|Out1]]\n\n[[You love it all|Out1]]