Part 22: Second Playthrough - 8 PM (♀ + ♃)

[SFX: Crickets, wind, stray noises.]

[MUSIC: Greenhouse]



Let's fast forward straight to the 8 PM choice and see what happens when you pick Venus and Jupiter. We'll be skipping the introductions to each hour before the choice, since those always play out the same.



♆: Have fun.



[MUSIC: God Is Already Warning Us]



This shack is full of shelves and drawers, all neatly, maniacally squeezed along the four walls. It's much prettier and sturdier than the one we're staying in, but it's inhumanely small.

The house seems to have been built for modestly large dolls. We have to hunch over to get in and we can‘t move without bumping each other.

We have thought of two possibilities for how this happened.

The possibility which is weird is that someone, possibly the captain, decided to make a .6 scale house on purpose, for .6 humans, or dolls, or fun, and then turned it into storage.

The possibility which is scary is that someone, possibly the captain, completely finished a .6 scale shack before realizing his measurements were off in the first place.



♀: I think so?
♀: But it's kind of worrying for it to be like that.
♀: Maybe we should call the captain?
♃: We...could...do that...
♃: But let's try to get it working first.
♀: I'm a little worried...
♀: I'm sure it'll be okay if I talk to him?
♃: You'll be fine. I promise. I believe in you.
♀: ...
♀: ...really?
♃: Just search that drawer, Venus.

We root through drawers again. A little more intently.

♀: Are you scared of him?



♀: Oh! Yay.



♀: I almost have it! It's way easier than I thought.

[SFX: The lock buzzes to life once more.]

♃: Phew.
♀: See?
♃: Nice. I'm glad. I really didn't want to have to go back to the captain.
♀: Ha, yeah.
♃: ...



♃: But he does make me worry.
♀: Oh. Um, he doesn't hate you or anything, I don't think.
♀: I mean, he's nicer to you than a lot of people.
♃: ...why does everyone think that?
♃: He never got mad at me but...
♃: I don't liked being liked by him.
♃: It makes me think there must be something wrong with me?
♃: I don't want to be the sort of person that he likes. It makes me shiver.
♃: He likes people he can make a little uncomfortable and won't give any trouble about it.
♀: Like us, I guess.
♃: Exactly us. We're the only people he likes, after all.
♀: I don't think he's going to do anything terrible...
♃: No, he wouldn't but...
♃: I don't know. Maybe he already did?
♃: Like how you don't have to touch someone to touch someone? You know?