ExamineKey


A piece of interactive fiction vs. role-playing game, where you get to suggest the next move and influence how the story progresses.

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#18. A short chase
#17. In the rain
#16. Aural Stimulation
#15. Treasure Hunt
#14. A box of tricks
#13. Unlucky for you.
#12. Taking a step back.
#11. Deja Vu
#10. A place to think
#9. I just called to say...



#19. Another brew

Friday, October 07, 2005
You start to shiver from the soaked clothes, so drink a long drink from your coffee, the liquid warming you from inside, and giving you a slight kick from the caffeine. You feel like you're running out of options, and the coffee shop is simply a dead end until midnight, which is some 14 hours away.

You pull out your mobile phone, and start to flick through the address book once more.

Al's
Flat
Greg
Horses
Lena
Sat9pm
TomKaty
Voicemail

You call 'Flat', perhaps a message on the answerphone might have your name.

"I'm not here, you know what the beep is for". You sniff at your lack of originality, and don't bother to leave a message.
You ponder calling Greg, but he's not massively happy with you, and you want to investigate this on your own for a while. Greg isn't the sort of person you thought you'd usually want to be around.

Horses, the password to the bank, you check the number. Just a zero.

Lena, the Pink Kitten club's number. Not much luck there, but perhaps a visit might start answering some more questions, despite the threat you've already received.

Sat9pm, the time the potential ransom payers will be calling for more information of where to put their cash.

TomKaty, you have no idea. You press call, and it rings

"Mason! Christ baby, where have you been?" a woman's voice. You presume Katy.
"Katy?" you ask, tentatively
"Of course, where are you?" Katy asks
"In a coffee shop, near the Manley Shopping Centre.. could you pick me up? I need to talk to someone"
"Sure, I know the place. Give me twenty minutes", and she rings off.

Half an hour passes, and the door to coffee shop opens, in walks a girl, late twenties, jet black hair in a black rainmac. She sees you sitting at the counter and runs over, throwing her arms around you.

You take a deep breath. You have no idea who Katy is, but she knows you. Hopefully she'll be able to answer some questions, just what to tell her, and what to ask? Choose wisely. You still don't know if you can trust her.






Anonymous Anonymous suggests...
Sticking with my favourite 'not feeling well' line I'd tell her you're having some problems and need to talk to her but not there, could she take you to your flat (maybe you can get changed there), or go to hers - maybe seeing somewhere you've been before might bring some memories back??? It might be worth finding out as well who 'Tom' might be as her number in your phone is TomKaty it might be that you are not the only love in her life?

Anonymous Anonymous suggests...
Get her to take you back to her place, ostensibly so you can get your clothes dried out. While you're there, take the opportunity to snoop around to see if you can find out whether she can be trusted.



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