There is a MIRACLE at the top of the tower...
... and I need it.
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2016-04-22 02:18:57 No. 27159578
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(there is a MIRACLE at the top of the tower,)
(And I need it.)
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The wind howls past the trees.
(This cape keeps me somewhat warm, but not by much)
(Am I dreaming? I can't remember...)

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2016-04-22 02:35:02 No. 27159716
>>27159589
(I only have some food, rope, a torch, and... a glass ball? why do I have a glass ball?)
>>27159619
I enter the tower, knowing that night is near
There is a jerking sensation as soon as I cross the door, as if someone was tearing me apart, but it only lasts an instant. The inside seems to be far bigger than the outside, and while it much isn't warmer there is no wind freezing me.
There is a dripping noise coming from above.

2016-04-22 02:58:56 No. 27159911
>>27159807
I try to pull out one of the braziers, thinking in saving a torch, but they are firmly fixed to the wall. Not that they light that well anyway, the coal seems like it's a few days old and it makes a greasy smoke.
I take the torch from my saddlebag and light it in the closest brazier.
(I'll have to find another torch before this one runs out... is that someone walking above me?)
"Hello?" I ask.
No one answers. The steps and dripping continue.

2016-04-22 05:28:14 No. 27161029
took longer than I expected, images were quick to make but the gif part decided to be a bitch. Will do something and parse the other comands ASAP
>>27160641
>>27160641
I look up, and something approaches... and collapses. Blood drips in me, and I jump away on reflex.

2016-04-22 05:52:34 No. 27161255
>>27160935
>>27161065
It takes me a few tries, and some blood falls on my cape, but I manage to climb up.
(Is that a finger?)
The... the finger, no, hand moves a few times, but by the time I got there they are weak.
"Hello? Can you talk?" I ask the hand.
It scratches the wall with it's thumb, making weak noises. One long scratch, one short, a pause, three shorts ones, a longer pause, two long, one short, one long, pause, long, short, pause, long, short, two long.

!!6rS9Q/1DV6r 2016-04-22 06:10:37 No. 27161407
>>27161345
>>27161345
It's hard to understand, but I haven't used morse in months, since...
A headache nearly makes me colla---|
It's hard to understand, but I haven't used morse in months now, and the hand seems weak. Any of us could be wrong here.
"Is that morse? I can't understand it." I ask.
It pauses for a second.
One long scratch, one short, pause, three long ones. It waits expectantly.
>>27161367
I look behind me, but there's only an empty hallway. The hand taps the spot it scratched weakly.

!!6rS9Q/1DV6r 2016-04-22 06:29:33 No. 27161545
>>27161482
(Many?)
"Many?" A finger raises and wiggles as if nodding "You mean much?" It does again, but this time is weaker, not so sure.
>>27161495
"What's wrong? Can I help?" I ask.
After a moment's pause, it tries to lift its fingers from the ledge without much success, slipping in its blood.

!!6rS9Q/1DV6r 2016-04-22 06:50:11 No. 27161718
>>27161664
(Blood seems to be coming from the palm... it's belly?)
It keeps trying to get itself away from the ledge. A reflection of blueish metal can be seen from time to time.

!!6rS9Q/1DV6r 2016-04-22 07:11:56 No. 27161908
>>27161739
>>27161776
Always careful to be in such a position that I could jump away, I cross the gap and, carefully, take the hand away from the ledge. It doesn't attack, and after a moment seems to understand what I am doing.
It raises shakily on its fingers, revealing a knife. It tries to take it off, but it's in a small part of its palm that the fingers can't reach.

!!6rS9Q/1DV6r 2016-04-22 07:30:06 No. 27162091
>>27161942
(What... what did I...)
The taste of the knife's handle sticks to my mouth and makes me want to vomit, and blood flows out of the hand in a thick stream. It tries to cover the wound with a finger, the others spasming in pain, but the finger can't reach the spot.

!!6rS9Q/1DV6r 2016-04-22 07:50:05 No. 27162261
>>27162097
>>27162104
(No,) "NO!"
I rip off a large piece of mͤͦ̇ͮͫ͑͒͌̽̀͋̃̓̾ͭ̚͏̨̣̻̩͙͕͔̭̠̖͎̜̣̹̰̗͎ͅͅy̡̧̗̠̱̹̦̦̤̰̬̘̗ͫͭ͋͂̎ͫ͋ͨ́ͬͦͦ̆̀̀ͩ̚͟ cape and bandage the wound with it, trying to hold the hand still. I overpower it and, with a piece of the rope, cover the wound.
It's still in pain, and now sickeningly pale, but it pauses for a moment before scratching the wall again.
The only thing it says, again and again, is "Home"

!!6rS9Q/1DV6r 2016-04-22 08:08:42 No. 27162418
>>27162320
I put the knife in my bags, not wanting to be left indefended with whatever attacked the hand. The hand makes some gesture I don't understand with a finger and starts walking away slowly.

!!6rS9Q/1DV6r 2016-04-22 08:45:54 No. 27162734
I had hoped to do more today but I am getting tired and the upate speed is getting too low for my taste, one more command and I'll pause until tomorrow
>>27162460
"Didn't you come from there? Why do you go back?"
It stops and scratches "Home" once, then keeps moving. Any further question is ignored

!!6rS9Q/1DV6r 2016-04-22 08:48:39 No. 27162759
I had hoped to do more today but I am getting tired and the upate speed is getting too low for my taste, one more command and I'll pause until tomorrow
>>27162460
"Didn't you come from there? Why do you go back?"
It stops and scratches "Home" once, then keeps moving. Any further question is ignored
It starts climbing some kind of sockets in the wall, inserting its fingers in them and using them as stairs.

!!6rS9Q/1DV6r 2016-04-22 10:11:33 No. 27163414
>>27163158
I pick up a...
(A ball? There... there are kids here? Why would there be kids here?) I grow nervous at such a prospect.
"Hello?" I call out in case the kid is near. "Someone around? I won't hurt you!" I pause for a moment. "I have food! Do you want any?"
No one answers. I put the ball in my bag.
>>27162759
I give a last look to the hallway and decide to follow the hand, lest its hurt further. Maybe then I'll find out how in Tartarus I got here along the way.
As I climb after the hand, I can't help but notice that the cape is more comfortable now-- it feels warmer, as if it was somehow trying to hug me.

We climb for a while, the hand growing weaker and weaker, until we reach a well lit room, some kind of glass brazier hanging from a brass chain on the domed ceiling. I see a small drawer with some papers on it, but the hand seems to be going out to some balcony. Cold, humid air enters through the doorless aperture.
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Alright folks and folkettes, paused for today, it's past midnight and I awoke at seven AM, and we all know what's the best for sleepy heads.
For now however, opinions on this, aside from the terrible, barely serviceable pixel art?
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