You are in a dark room. The floor is not visible. The walls are not visibe. Your eyes begin to play tricks on you, creating patterns in the darkness, made of darkness. Sometimes you see colors as the deprivation sets in.
[[Walk forward.]]
[[Lie down.]]You step forward.
The texture of the ground begins to shift into dirt and slowly grows visible.
Ahead of you is a group of people who you do not know whispering to one another from behind a bush in a suburban park.
A [[star]] shines above, but looking at it may distract you from vital events about to occur.
[[Something happens, quickly.]]As you lie down, you look at your body and realize how bloodied you are. You feel how heavy it all is and you are extremely tired. The blood begins to roll across the dirt ground and back into you as your weight is lifted by forces beyond your control. You are sat onto a bench and bullet emblazoned with a silver sword ejects from your chest and outwards into a bush.
You wring your old hands with anxiety because you have a feeling things will change and soon. The star twinkles once, piercing you through with a ray of light through your right eye, burning through your nerves, down your spinal cord and into the ground.
You look down after what felt and sounded like a crack of thunder and see a postcard half torn for "-ura Falls"
[[Something happens, quickly.]]
(set: $starsight to 1)(if: $starsight is 0)[
You keep your eyes on the people. You notice that one of them, a man, split from the group and is setting up a rifle from a distance. You are unable to change events. You watch as he takes aim at a old woman sitting on a bench in a park. You hear the peal of the gun and the crack of thunder as the world begins to collapse as the woman hits the ground.
]
(if: $starsight is 1)[
You were distracted by the star and your gaze returns upwards only to see a woman collpasing onto the ground, bleeding from her chest. The world begins to collapse and flicker out.
]