April 10, 2004

Cards, Giants, and Cameras

I was visiting a friend's house to play a game of cards; evidentially a very long one, as I had brought much baggage. We were to do this in a special card-playing room, separate from the rest of the house.

After a bit of getting settled and putting all my stuff in one room which ended in a black pit, I heard him saying something about the winner getting to select something from the other person's things. Having not known this before, I dashed off to exchange some of my things with things from the main house and get some snack foods.

I spent some time there, and was alerted that if I wasn't there soon my friend was going to abandon the game. Dashing off a bit after that warning, I discovered that the cobblestone bridge which had lead to the house was gone. Somehow it had been broken, the floor was out for most of it's length, and the far end had disappeared altogether.

I asked a passerby if my friend was still over there and they said no. I went downhill a bit to the little train which ran parallel to the bridge. Getting on, I sat next to a pair of giants. They said that they were grateful, and that most people made a point of not sitting near them. There was another giant in the seat in front of us.

In addition to size, they appeared to have unusual skin and air color, and their hair came out in odd spikes and poofs. White and a cracked-looking light cream appeared common colors for their hair and skin respectively.

After getting off of the train I saw that it dropped you off at a very different place than the bridge did, and that I was inside a city. I entered a small chain restaurant, called something like Travelers, that I had been in before to eat, and discovered that it appeared to be much poorer than the one I had patroned. Here, they only had one dish to offer, and the only condiments were salt and pepper. In addition, the walls were very sparse.

After my meal I walked down the street, looking around and taking many pictures. While trying to get a picture of a cool view down a street, I had some trouble with the controls, and parts of the dial for changing modes appeared to have worn off. The camera wouldn't stay in one mode between powering ups either. Soon it was dark, changing the picture dramatically.

Posted by Trevor Savage at April 10, 2004 12:59 PM