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]

[...

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. ]