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Who: Everyone
When: Day 1 – noon
Where: The Auditorium
What: ROUND 1 BEGINS

[Some hours have passed, leaving you time to mingle and explore to your hearts content. However, as the clocks tick over to noon … the bell rings again. And this time, it's followed by the hissing static of an intercom system.]

Ahem! Ahem, is this thing on? Ahh, yes … If all Students and Instructors could kindly make their way to the Auditorium, our first class can begin.

[Those people who are understandably reluctant to follow that instruction may just find their feet moving for them, plodding them into the massive assembly hall. Once they're there, the door slams shut and locks behind them.

… There's nobody there, but the intercom is still on.]

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. . . I think it's a lot of bullshit, if you want my honest opinion.

Yeah, well, other than the obvious.

The only one I know about in detail is Kyriakos, but . . . I haven't really given it a lot of thought.

[he does look apologetic] I've had other things on my mind. What do you think about it all?

[pauses for a moment, thinking of how to phrase this]

It's way too suspicious, for there to be this many different places full of people who've lost their memories and-or skills, and who can only regain them by playing in sadistic competitions like the one right now...

[pauses again, then sighs]

The only theory that makes sense, so far, is that it could be some sort of massive experiment. All of that, and this, too.

[he frowns, thoughtful for a moment. He scowls, but it isn't directed at Swift. He lets out a slow breath]

It's a possibility, but . . . why didn't they take our memories this time? Those of us who have gone through this before - strictly speaking, we could have a lot of influence over how this plays out.

Maybe that's also part of the experiment.

[but KEEPING THE CONTROLS AND VARIABLES SEPARATE, SWIFT]

It . . . could be. But it'll be one hell of a mess to analyze later.

[NO U DON'T UNDERSTAND]

Not necessarily. Not if they're not looking to analyze anything.

This could be simply out of entertainment.

[THE DATA WOULD GET SKEWED U DON'T UNDERSTAND]

I think that goes without saying.

[pinches the bridge of his nose, then sighs again, somewhat resigned]

A few years ago I was involved in a nation-wide incident where ten thousand people ended up trapped in a VRMMORPG. We were literally stuck in the game, with no way to log out, and letting our HP drop to zero would not only result in our character's dying—we would die in reality as well.

The only way to escape that place was to beat the game itself.

[he . . . can't even be surprised. This is what Sabra has done to him]

That's . . . well, I haven't heard of that happening before.

Thousands of people died in the process and it took us two years to get out of that place. But I did manage to talk to the person who was behind it all.

He had no real reason for subjecting all of us to it. No data to analyze or process, no political motives, no grudges towards anyone.

He did it just because he could.

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. . .

What happened? To the people behind it.

He...

He used the technology he had developed himself to scan his brain and create a copy that could be uploaded to the virtual world—the internet, if you will.

He successfully managed to do so, but the process fried his brain and killed him.

. . . so he got what he deserved.

In a way. But it doesn't change what everyone went through—players, families and friends.

[shakes his head]

Sorry, you didn't really need to know all that. But that's... part of why I think this could be some kind of experiment, and why there might be no real reason behind it. If you have other theories, though...

I know. But . . . thank you for explaining it; it must've been . . . difficult, to say the least.

[that's an understatement, but he doesn't really know what else to say]

I'd . . . have to talk to Kit, about Aather, and see if there's any other similarities. And find out more about your library, too.

Mm. [gestures dismissively]

Yeah. I know it's not what we should be worrying about right now, given the circumstances, but figuring things out could potentially help us find a way to get out of this place...

No, you're right. Maybe . . . after this round, since everyone's on edge, we should try to get everyone together and figure something out.

I'm glad you think so. Please let me know if there's anything I can help with.

Mm, I will.

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