HURRY UP PLEASE IT'S TIME

[unstill_life]

[ you have been here long enough

rain drips audibly through the bare metal skeletons of the aerial level. this place is familiar; this is where iris is, after all.

but strangely the rain seems ... different. every drop is light and harmless, and every drop makes a different tone; like strikes on a piano. the metal platforms in front of you are shaped like musical notes, traveling ever-higher, and a white cat with familiar pink markings is stepping up them, gracefully making its way. at the top of the stairs is a set of golden doors.

you're almost there. ]

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[cantstopthebeat]

[—that cat is what gets her attention, so she... doesn't have to think twice before heading up the stairs to the golden doors.]

[unstill_life]

[ the doors look heavy but not impossibly so. the cat sits in front of them, waiting. ]

[cantstopthebeat]

[kneels down to the cat :x]

Hummy ... ?

[unstill_life]

[ it nyaa~s at you. its eyes are golden and there's similarities, but it's not Hummy. ]

[cantstopthebeat]

[... :( still, holding her hand out the little cat. i'm sorry she's so easily distracted by cats.]

... Well, it's nice to meet you anyway.

[unstill_life]

[ the cat seems satisfied with this anyway!! rubbing its head against her hand |3 ]

[cantstopthebeat]

[well, good!! if she can, she'll pick the cat up before ... going to check out this door that's in front of her. and if she can't pick up the cat, she'll still do the same thing anyway.]

[unstill_life]

[ the cat is picked up!

and ... it's a door. do you try to open it? ]

[cantstopthebeat]

[why not?

doors are meant to be opened!! kind of!! (so yes she is going to try to open that door.]

[unstill_life]

[ THE DOOR

DOES NOT OPEN!!

you need something else. you need to say ... your wish. your desire. ]

[cantstopthebeat]

[... s-sighs. there's always something.]

I... I want Hummy to wake up. She was sleeping at home, too ... we need her for the Melody of Happiness.

[unstill_life]

[ the doors don't open yet. ]

[cantstopthebeat]

[well—you suck, doors. >(]

[...]

If that won't work, then ... let me sing the Melody of Happiness in her place. I may have auditioned and lost, but Hummy ... wouldn't want the world to go without it because she's here.

[unstill_life]

[ the doors open.

inside it's dark; you can see the vague outlines of tables and not much else.

the only thing that is clear in the darkness is a pedestal, with an iris-colored solid treble clef on it. ]

[cantstopthebeat]

[...

wandering up to the treble clef, but hesitating before she reaches out to touch it. the last time she touched something weird that had some iris blue on it, she ... got possessed ...]

[unstill_life]

[ when you touch it the treble clef vibrates as if with unleashed energy, making a tone as it does; and all at once your memories return to you. it's not overwhelming like it would be in a normal regain; you don't re-experience those memories and sensations but instead they slot in neatly into your mind, as if they had been there the entire time.

you can feel it. you're almost there. ]

[cantstopthebeat]

[takes ... a moment to go over all of the information that's ... back, because that was still a good chunk of her life.

also, cry. now seems like a good time to just start crying.]

[unstill_life]

[ you don't have much of a chance to cry, un(?)fortunately. a moment after -- and you're awake, in Iris.

but even without the path you know the way there -- where those golden doors are. and what lies behind them. ]