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| ==== Part I ==== | ==== Part I ==== | ||
| + | The moment is finally here. | ||
| + | Before I entered the dream today, the shift lead found me and had a long earnest chat with me. He spoke too fast, and I couldn' | ||
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| + | I exchanged a few perfunctory words with him, then went back to my room to prepare to enter the dream. It' be a lie if I said I wasn't the least bit anxious — but what else could I do besides mutely accepting the current situation? I closed my eyes and forced myself to take a nap, the dreamless kind... **To be able to do that thing**, I would have to be in optimal condition — physically and mentally — no matter what. | ||
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| ==== Part II ==== | ==== Part II ==== | ||
| + | I entered the dream and woke up in the Reverie' | ||
| + | But the feeling of everything around here was oddly strange. The people around me seemed to notice something, and I could feel the peculiar glances they cast toward me — of course, it could' | ||
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| + | Someone I'm not very acquainted with suddenly tapped me on the shoulder, like he was trying to encourage me... But I didn't even remember what he worked as. A Dreamscape Motivator? Darn it. **It was like my memories were erased by someone**... | ||
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| + | Jeremy and I traded a few lines, mostly about those recent strange happenings in the hotel in the Dreamscape: Paintings suddenly appearing, musical instruments attacking guests and such — it all made me somewhat nervous. It's strange, he was the closest to me, yet it felt like he had no idea what I was about to face today... I even forgot to tell him before. It's fine. This is good too — one fewer person to worry about. | ||
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| + | I changed into a jet-black outfit. Black makes me feel safe. I waited for a while at the dorms, so anxious that I couldn' | ||
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| + | And then, I heard a knock on the door. | ||
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| ==== Part III ==== | ==== Part III ==== | ||
| + | This was still so surreal to me — I finally had a chance to meet face-to-face with THE Lady Siobhan... | ||
| + | She is a prominent figure among the Iris Family, her position only second to the Head. I heard from others that she preferred solitude, and seldom showed herself. To think she was going to be appearing under such circumstances, | ||
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| + | I was extremely nervous initially with all my words stuck in my mouth. But Lady Siobhan' | ||
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| + | Finally, Lady Siobhan told me that, in the face of unprecedented disaster, every Iris — nay, all Family members had to be prepared to draw their weapons. To protect our guests' | ||
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| + | To be honest, I really didn't know if I was ready. | ||
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| ==== Part IV ==== | ==== Part IV ==== | ||
| + | I did it! Praise the Great One. I managed to secure my job — I could even call myself and Iris! | ||
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| + | The entire ordeal was intensely harrowing. I tried three times, failing within five seconds on the first two... But with a final attempt, it was a miracle that I actually pulled through! | ||
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| + | Relying on some meager strength of Harmony, I resonated my thoughts with **that blasted plate, and that disgusting piece of sponge**! I held on for twenty seconds, successfully making that plate spick and span! I even used my telekinesis to turn the tap on, and rinse the lingering soap bubbles on the plate! | ||
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| + | All around me were applauding, and I thought I spied Lady Siobhan from the periphery of my vision. Having completed this step, I wouldn' | ||
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