soulping | opal

[picks it up and starts poking it]

[Nothing.]

[shakes it]

[The needle dislodges itself. The record itself shoots off the player and careens towards the closet, shattering and sending the door slightly ajar.]

[SUCCESS]

[TO THE DOOR]

[You open the closet and the entire room changes. What was neat and orderly a moment ago now looks like a tornado has passed through. All the furniture is now in disarray, strewn all around. A layer of debris and filth is spread over the floor, and messages are scrawled angrily on the walls:

Why was I born?

Why didn’t they love me?

What did I do wrong?

If you look closely, you can see the writing instruments that were used to write the messages not far from where they’re written.

Additionally, you can now see a variety of objects in the closet. There’s a small model of a birthday cake, a doll, some strange kind of gun, a throw pillow that has the word “family" embroidered onto it, a small potion bottle, and… a razor?

You think you can glimpse something else at the back of the closet, but something tells you that these items are important. Perhaps you should look through them?]

[before she goes into the closet, she's going to fix up that room]

[Is there anything to write with?]

[If you look closely, you can see the writing instruments that were used to write the messages not far from where they’re written.]

[shut up I can read]

[writes NOTHING under what did I do wrong]

[can you really

the room feels a bit less desolate and hopeless, though not much.]

[fight me]

[THEY DO LOVE YOU, THEY'RE JUST BAD AT SHOWING IT. IT'S NOT YOUR FAULT.]

[The same effects from the last words repeat.]

[YOU WERE BORN TO BE YOU. AND IT'S A GOOD THING]

[third verse same as the first (and second)]

[what if she just writes "YOU'RE A GOOD PERSON" in various places around the room while she's straightening it out]

[that also helps]

[continues helping, then she's gonna go touch ALL THE THINGS IN THE CLOSET]

[you already know what all of them are don't make me do this again]

[COPY PASTE EVERYTHING FOR ME MADDIE!!!!]

[except she's gonna tear up a little wow]

Natalie....

[what if she uses the mirror to try to shine light on those sads]

[The sads now seem a little less sad.]

[what can she about these sads Maddie]

[There is nothing more to do with these sads. Some sads are normal and natural.]

[shines the mirror around, and then ollies out with it]

[whee]

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