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HUMAN EXPLORE (Fallout 1 Soundtrack - Desert Wind (The Wasteland))
https://youtu.be/EaRiY7WkMhwYou stand in a forest of thorns.
A bitter wind blows through the jagged wasteland. The soft and gentle sunlight is skewered upon the ancient spikes, bleeding long shadows which loom over you and the ship...
There is a bare path here.
You do not deign to shake the dust off your feet as you follow the Captain and his daemon forward.
[STATION ENGINEER] You've seen these standing stones before. Under the earth, the ruins of Old Psydonia, in the places where the flameless fires dwell. But there's something unnatural to these structures, more than the photos depicted - it's as if the earth itself disgorged this entire field of thorns, a chaos of growth rather than the wisdom of architecture...
[INTERFACING] A shudder. You can feel the electricity crackling in the air as it runs off the spike surfaces...
You tread the path.
>JACK EXAMINES BONESThe daemon peers behind one of the pillars. A pile of white bones lays there. He leans in closer, if trying to divine the secrets of the stripped-bare future. He motions to the Captain.
[PSYCHOPOMP] "It's dead."
"Certainly."
"No, no, hear me out: there's no cause of death. It looks to have been freshly killed, but this lizard thing has been dead for its entire existence. Do you see? At no point was this adult lizard thing ever alive..."
[PSYCHOPOMP] He turns his head. He's smiling. "Captain... Something very bad is about to happen here."
[UNCANNY] <span class="mu-r">"For the love of God, be silent with your abnormal remarks," you hiss.</span>
The facial display swivels all the way around to get a good look at you.
It seems like it's about to say something, but all it does is laugh and laugh. At you.
Sickening...
You're too disgusted to lay a hand on it. In simmering contempt, you march forward towards the source of an otherworldly sensation...
[ZHANG'S SHRIKE] "The tension of great conflict fills the air!" You hear the merchant's cry from behind, but you pay no heed.
<span class="mu-r">There's a gate in the far distance.</span>
>FORTUNA is there.How could a man avoid his destiny?
>FORTUNA is calling.>USE>EXAMINE>TALK>RECOLLECT/NOTES>SWITCH CHARACTER>PRAY>COMMIT SUICIDE>METACOMMS (CLOSE, TALK, MUTE, REMOVE PATRON, ETC.)>WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO?<[PSYCHOPOMP] P: Hey Pal. It's the last stop before HELL. We're almost at the end. I can feel it.>
<P: I'm going to say it again: there's something seriously wrong about all this. I can't shake this dreadful feeling that there's something waiting for us beyond those gates. Waiting there for unaccountable eras.>
<P: <span class="mu-b">Whoever touches that doorway</span>
<P: O, iron gates of fate!>
<P: O, woeful vigil!>
