Heart Seed Ruin Log

[goatsongs]

[You suddenly find yourself in the entrance to a library. Well, it should be an entrance - if you turn around, there isn’t a door behind you, but there’s a desk that says ‘RETURNS’ and a desk that says ‘HELP’, both with containers full of pens on them. There’s also rows and rows of bookcases all stuffed full of books.

Naturally, both the returns desk and the help desk are staffed: the returns desk by a bright-looking young boy, and the help desk by a serious-looking man.

Beyond the shelves of books, there’s a steel door to the left, as well as a wooden door to the right.]

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[goatsongs]

[Chuuya surrounded by empty bottles of alcohol. There's another man trying to convince him to stop drinking - Chuuya's memory of this is hazy and the words aren't distinct, something something 'had enough', but Chuuya grabs for another bottle anyway.

Behind the curtain, now that it's been pulled back some, there's another door that wasn't visible before, even though the curtain was practically transparent.]

[sunflowering]

[ . . . It's no wonder that he'd want to forget, or drown out the pain. Not that it truly helps. It doesn't even put a band-aid upon the problem. It's just a temporary fix to avoid the sorrow directly.

She already dreads continuing. But he's in here somewhere. She knows that, and the only way to get him out is to continue forward.]

[goatsongs]

[The door opens.]