You think he might help you...
You think maybe this boy means well, and he seems stuck too. If
anything. maybe he can help you. "Where am I?" you ask.
He responds with a nod, but no vocals. You think. . o o 0 0 (Does he
know how to speak?) He taps your arm and tuggs on your arm, leading
you to a book. It's drenched and smelly, like the area you're in, old
and frail. He opens the book, and a strange light pulses from within.
Maybe you're hallucinating?
