Dreamless sleep, finally!
This is a listing of every "entry" in a given game conversation as scraped from the game files. Entries often contain written dialogue, as well as conditional logic governing their appearance to the player. They also link to other entries, sometimes automatically and sometimes through player action. This page is best used to search for a specific word or phrase, as following the links in this format can be difficult. For an experience that better accommodates the branching structure of these conversations, see the corresponding interactive page.
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0 | None |
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1 | None |
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2 | Limbic System | It's easier, this time, drifting off. Your head has found a comfortable indent in the pillow. Your legs and your torso feel like lead weights sinking to the bottom of the sea, until they're suddenly light... |
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3 | None |
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4 | None | SubstanceUsedMore("alcohol") |
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5 | None | (SubstanceUsedMore("alcohol")) == false |
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6 | Ancient Reptilian Brain | This respite -- you've earned it, brother. Bask in the darkness. Let it swallow you up and swivel you around while you forget everything you've managed to remember... |
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7 | You | Thank you, darkness. Thank you. |
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8 | Ancient Reptilian Brain | You're welcome, Harry-boy. You earned it. |
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9 | You | (Fall into a deep, uninterrupted sleep.) |
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10 | Limbic System | After centuries of darkness, the alarm rings -- but what's this? You *actually* feel rested. There's no time to cuddle with your pillow, however, or as much as shiver from the cold. The world awaits. |
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11 | You | [Open your eyes.] |
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12 | You | Is this the last dream? |
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13 | Ancient Reptilian Brain | No. This is the one before that. We'll just keep cycling it for you, if you don't mind. As long as we can. Spin it like black yarn. |
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14 | Limbic System | Enjoy it while it lasts. |
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15 | Volition | Go. |
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16 | You | But I've been bad. I haven't earned this. |
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17 | Ancient Reptilian Brain | No, you haven't. You've just *been*. |
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18 | None |
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19 | None |
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20 | None | Variable["whirling.lackout_dream_had"] |
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21 | None | (Variable["whirling.lackout_dream_had"]) == false |
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22 | You | I've heard this song before. |
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23 | You | Sing along -- in silent communion. |
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24 | Ancient Reptilian Brain | This is greatest hits material. Black tape spinning and spinning and spinning... You finally tired yourself. Cornered the flicker of your mind and extinguished it. |
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25 | Limbic System | For now -- a little while -- you can... |
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26 | You | How many days have I been in Martinaise already... |
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27 | Ancient Reptilian Brain | There are no days here. There are no weeks. Just black tape spinning. On repeat. Until the end. |
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28 | Ancient Reptilian Brain | Blackness, blackness, blackness. The ultimate disco. The ruins of your life behind you, still smouldering. Ashes rise. But you're not looking. |
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29 | You | (Sleep. Without words or images.) |
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30 | Limbic System | When the pictograms and the hieroglyphs of the world return, they seem silent somehow. The alarm rings quietly too. You're ready. |
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31 | Half Light | Ready -- but something is coming. It always is. |
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32 | None |
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33 | You | Oh god... |
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