I'm not reliving it. I'm... [He doesn't know what he's doing, just that he simultaneous hates it and feels terror at the thought of forgetting it, which makes it harder to pretend he has the way he normally does when bad things happen.]
...recontextualizing it.
[He scurries over to his bookshelf to fetch a notepad and a pencil and few other small objects, brings it over to the coffee table and starts drawing a quick diagram of the dungeon. The central space, the cells around, the door the monster came through, the hallway and the cell at the end. He draws an "X" where the lever was, a lying down stick figure where the girl appeared to be trapped. He takes an engraved silver lighter from his pocket and places it in the hallway behind the door. A few dice become the crates and boxes he'd hidden behind. Last is a small brass button in one of the cells.]
So, I'm the button. Or you're the button now. We'll assume your cell door is open. There's a woman in a closed cell with a bloody great boulder suspended over her here, a mysterious lever here, a open cell full of blood and remains there, and a door on the other side of the room that--for now--is closed.
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Date: 2024-12-15 07:26 pm (UTC)...recontextualizing it.
[He scurries over to his bookshelf to fetch a notepad and a pencil and few other small objects, brings it over to the coffee table and starts drawing a quick diagram of the dungeon. The central space, the cells around, the door the monster came through, the hallway and the cell at the end. He draws an "X" where the lever was, a lying down stick figure where the girl appeared to be trapped. He takes an engraved silver lighter from his pocket and places it in the hallway behind the door. A few dice become the crates and boxes he'd hidden behind. Last is a small brass button in one of the cells.]
So, I'm the button. Or you're the button now. We'll assume your cell door is open. There's a woman in a closed cell with a bloody great boulder suspended over her here, a mysterious lever here, a open cell full of blood and remains there, and a door on the other side of the room that--for now--is closed.