《Big Red Button.》Push number 529-ish.
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The button has been pushed!
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Holy cow what is that noise?
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Ah, I see
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You seem to be in a room full of clocks.
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Interesting.
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Clocks line the walls.
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All ticking and tocking in unison.
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Actually, come to think of it…
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We’ve (well, you’ve)...
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...been hearing the ticking off and on for a while now.
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Right?
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The sound is certainly loud enough to…
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…travel through the walls.
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And these are hekkin’ thick walls, let me tell ya.
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This is actually kind of annoying.
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What will you do?
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The clocks all have different times.
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It looks like whoever put the batteries in…
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…didn’t bother to set the things.
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Not one of the clocks here agrees with another…
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…on the subject of what time it is.
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You decide to set the clocks.
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Make them all have the same time.
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What time is it now?
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Oh, well, wouldn’t you like to know.
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Nope, not gonna tell you.
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Even without knowing the time…
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…you decide to set the clocks.
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To noon, because why not.
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It takes you quite some time to do.
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(Heehee time pun.)
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By the time you set the last clock, the first…
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…clock you set says 12:09.
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So there’s a discrepancy of nine minutes in the clocks.
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But, it’s better than the sheer randomness that…
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…existed when you got here.
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Right?
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Not better.
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You get to work again.
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You carefully, quickly reset the clocks.
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There.
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Now they all say 12:16.
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Ish, since they’re analog.
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Do you feel better about the world now?
Good.
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Well, the clocks are all set.
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Congrats.
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What now?
You sit down on the ground, facing a wall of clocks.
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Of course, since clocks cover all the walls…
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…you’re facing a wall of clocks by default.
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But anyways.
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You get into that famous yoga stance.
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Lotus?
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I think it’s called lotus position.
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Then you close your eyes and meditate.
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I’ve never meditated, so I don’t know what…
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…exactly it is you’re doing.
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It looks pretty boring, not gonna lie.
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Aaaand you sit there.
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For what feels to me like ages.
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…
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….
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……
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………
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Yep, this is super boring for me.
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You seem to be having fun, though.
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I think.
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Are…
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Are you dead?
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Hello?
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If you’re dead, don’t blink.
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Oh Lord you’re dead.
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Uhhhh
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We really need to get a heart monitor on…
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…the test subjects.
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Not that it would help here.
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With all the damn ticking.
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And the tocking.
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Actually…
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I wonder what would happen if you put a…
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…heart monitor on a clock.
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Or on one of those bass-heavy speakers.
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Would probably drive the monitor insane.
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That or give it a panic attack.
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There has to be a YouTube video around…
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…where someone did that.
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You just sit there and I’ll go see.
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Well that was fascinating.
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I found out all about heart monitors!
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And then I was lead down the YouTube…
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…rabbit hole of fascinating documentaries.
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I learned a lot about octopi.
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You’re glaring at the ceiling.
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No, I don’t ever shut up, why?
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Actually, I was hired because I can…
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…ramble on for hours and hours without…
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…any external input whatsoever.
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Oh, it stops you from meditating?
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Sorry.
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I’ve never meditated.
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On anything.
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Ever.
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Yoga’s super not for me.
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You get to your feet, grumbling.
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Done meditating?
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You are since I'm annoying?
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Great!
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Want to do anything else?
You can’t take the ticking any more.
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Or the tocking.
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You feel like the sound is replacing your heartbeat.
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And if the clocks stop, so will you.
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It’s oddly terrifying.
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So you get to work.
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You pull clock after clock off the wall.
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Then you take the batteries out, and put them back.
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It takes a while.
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There are a lot of clocks.
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Slowly, very slowly...
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...the noise gets quieter.
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And quieter.
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Until it’s bearable.
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You get down to the last few clocks…
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…taking the batteries out.
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Until there is no sound left.
Wow, that’s better. I can hear myself think again! Woo! Not that I ever really think, most of my thoughts come unbidden from my internal wikipedia.
You can probably hear yourself think, too. And you didn’t die from either the ticking or lack of ticking. All the good things.
So now what?
You, with your destructive tendencies, pull a clock off the wall and, with the enthusiasm of an American football player spiking a ball, throw it on the ground.
It shatters into a million pieces, springs and gears going everywhere.
Which is surprising, because clocks nowadays only have like a one inch by three inch box turning the hands.
Anyways.
You had so much fun smashing the clock that you decide to do it again.
For the next ten minutes or so you pull random clocks off the wall and hurl them to the concrete floor. You really get a workout. And all your pent-up anger and frustration leaves, too.
This room is quite cathartic for you.
Finally you’ve worked out all your issues, and settle down. The remains of clocks are scattered across the ground. It kinda looks like a bear got in there.
Epic.
Having done all you wanted and needed to, you turn back to the center of the room.
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