All text will now be saved to the script file. Type UNSCRIPT at any time to discontinue scripting. >restart Are you sure you want to start over? (YES or NO) > y You thought you were such a great pool player. But Nick has beaten you once tonight already, and Ines is watching him more closely than you would like. So you challenge him to a rematch. "Sure, Kurt!" Nick laughs. "You break." Rematch An Interactive Repetition Release 1.0.2 / Copyright (c)2000 Andrew Pontious Type ABOUT for more information. Redistribution otherwise forbidden. At Pool Table 100 You are in a cavernous pool hall. Around you through the gloom, the walls and rusted pipes are caked with faded gray paint. Scuffed black and white floor tiles remind you of a disused old barber shop. The fans overhead resemble buttons on a giant's overcoat, trim except for one to the south which wobbles on a loose thread. Your peers, the youth of the city, with their sleek attire, bright expressions, and sharp caws of laughter, flitter in and out of the dim cones of light illuminating the pool tables that encircle yours in almost every direction. Their ranks are interrupted only by the bathrooms to the east, the counter to the southeast (where Marc Anthony's latest hit brays from cheap speakers), and the front window to the south. On your table, the pool balls have been arranged in the starting triangle and are awaiting your break. Ines's knapsack lies on the ground nearby. Ines and Nick are standing nearby. Ines, feinting and catching Nick off guard, manages to push his larger bulk successfully toward the bathrooms to the east. "Hey!" Nick exclaims before stumbling out of the area. "Gotcha!" Ines calls to him and laughs. Nick comes back, looking pissed. >sw Southwest Tables Barked laughter, yipped and hissed conversation, the flicker of leather and and denim and unblemished skin around the dim cones of light that illuminate the pool tables. Why did you leave your friends again? On the loudspeaker over Marc Anthony's latest hit, you hear a girl's voice drone, "Table 1, table 1, your time is up, please bring your equipment to the counter." One of the people at table 114 grasps a cuestick as if to smash against the nearest surface (in this case, the wall dangerously close to what looks like the control panel for the ceiling fans) and exclaims, "Aw, damn it, we just started!" A colleague grabs at the cuestick before it can do any damage, saying, "That's not us! She said table 1! We're table 114!" This stops the first person, who, muttering imprecations, puts the cuestick back down. The glass from the front windows disintegrates and sprays like water in all directions as a black SUV explodes into the pool hall. As it slides past you, you can look inside and see the ashen-faced driver, still holding a forgotten cell phone in one hand. Nick, the closest to the window, disappears under the vehicle's wheels. Before you can move, the SUV hits your pool table head-on, crushing Ines into the tabletop with a wet thump. The police arrive moments later. ---------------------------- You have lost ----------------------------- You may restore a saved game, start over, quit, undo the current command, or "auto-undo" to undo both this command and always undo at the end of a turn (type ABOUT at any prompt for more information). Please enter RESTORE, RESTART, QUIT, UNDO, or AUTO: >auto (Undoing one command) You feel a tremendous wrench -- the hand of God coming down to wipe clean the temporal chalkboard. Somehow things aren't set up exactly the same as last time.... At Pool Table 86 Ines and Nick are standing nearby. He asks Ines about Ines's favorite blanket. Ines says to him, "It was my favorite blanket, but then my cat tore it up today. My day wasn't the best, let me tell you!" >sw Southwest Tables Barked laughter, yipped and hissed conversation, the flicker of leather and and denim and unblemished skin around the dim cones of light that illuminate the pool tables. Why did you leave your friends again? On the loudspeaker over Alanis Morissette's latest hit, you hear a girl's voice drone, "Table 13, table 13, your time is up, please bring your equipment to the counter." One of the people at table 200 grasps a cuestick as if to smash against the nearest surface (in this case, the wall dangerously close to what looks like the control panel for the ceiling fans) and exclaims, "Aw, damn it, we just started!" A colleague grabs at the cuestick before it can do any damage, saying, "That's not us! She said table 13! We're table 200!" This stops the first person, who, muttering imprecations, puts the cuestick back down. The glass...a black SUV...you watch the driver going by, cell phone in hand, and then Ines and Nick dying, as if in a dream, as if you've experienced it before. -------------------- You have not broken the cycle --------------------- You feel a tremendous wrench -- the hand of God coming down to wipe clean the temporal chalkboard. Somehow things aren't set up exactly the same as last time.... At Pool Table 99 Ines and Nick are standing nearby. She asks Nick about last weekend. Nick says to her, "Last weekend I didn't do much. Just played some softball, which was a lot of fun, except I hurt my arm." >sw Southwest Tables Barked laughter, yipped and hissed conversation, the flicker of leather and and denim and unblemished skin around the dim cones of light that illuminate the pool tables. Why did you leave your friends again? On the loudspeaker over Cristina Aguilera's latest hit, you hear a girl's voice drone, "Table 10, table 10, your time is up, please bring your equipment to the counter." One of the people at table 141 grasps a cuestick as if to smash against the nearest surface (in this case, the wall dangerously close to what looks like the control panel for the ceiling fans) and exclaims, "Aw, damn it, we just started!" A colleague grabs at the cuestick before it can do any damage, saying, "That's not us! She said table 10! We're table 141!" This stops the first person, who, muttering imprecations, puts the cuestick back down. The glass...a black SUV...you watch the driver going by, cell phone in hand, and then Ines and Nick dying, as if in a dream, as if you've experienced it before. -------------------- You have not broken the cycle --------------------- You feel a tremendous wrench -- the hand of God coming down to wipe clean the temporal chalkboard. Somehow things aren't set up exactly the same as last time.... At Pool Table 91 Ines and Nick are standing nearby. Ines steps up to Nick and gives a quick peck on the lips -- which somehow doesn't quite end, and then deepens alarmingly, their arms slipping around each others' backs. Then it breaks off, both of them a bit breathless. "Um, excuse us," Ines says, blushing. Ines admits to you, "Nick whispered to me to kiss him when you weren't looking," and laughs. >sw Southwest Tables Barked laughter, yipped and hissed conversation, the flicker of leather and and denim and unblemished skin around the dim cones of light that illuminate the pool tables. Why did you leave your friends again? On the loudspeaker over TLC's latest hit, you hear a girl's voice drone, "Table 5, table 5, your time is up, please bring your equipment to the counter." One of the people at table 163 grasps a cuestick as if to smash against the nearest surface (in this case, the wall dangerously close to what looks like the control panel for the ceiling fans) and exclaims, "Aw, damn it, we just started!" A colleague grabs at the cuestick before it can do any damage, saying, "That's not us! She said table 5! We're table 163!" This stops the first person, who, muttering imprecations, puts the cuestick back down. The glass...a black SUV...you watch the driver going by, cell phone in hand, and then Ines and Nick dying, as if in a dream, as if you've experienced it before. -------------------- You have not broken the cycle --------------------- You feel a tremendous wrench -- the hand of God coming down to wipe clean the temporal chalkboard. Somehow things aren't set up exactly the same as last time.... At Pool Table 91 Ines and Nick are standing nearby. He asks Ines about Valentine's Day. Ines says to him, "Oh, man, don't even get me started on last Valentine's Day. My ex-boyfriend (he was my boyfriend that morning) broke up with me in order to ask out my best friend. And what's worse, she accepted! Not a very romantic day for me." >sw Southwest Tables Barked laughter, yipped and hissed conversation, the flicker of leather and and denim and unblemished skin around the dim cones of light that illuminate the pool tables. Why did you leave your friends again? On the loudspeaker over Cristina Aguilera's latest hit, you hear a girl's voice drone, "Table 3, table 3, your time is up, please bring your equipment to the counter." One of the people at table 158 grasps a cuestick as if to smash against the nearest surface (in this case, the wall dangerously close to what looks like the control panel for the ceiling fans) and exclaims, "Aw, damn it, we just started!" A colleague grabs at the cuestick before it can do any damage, saying, "That's not us! She said table 3! We're table 158!" This stops the first person, who, muttering imprecations, puts the cuestick back down. The glass...a black SUV...you watch the driver going by, cell phone in hand, and then Ines and Nick dying, as if in a dream, as if you've experienced it before. -------------------- You have not broken the cycle --------------------- You feel a tremendous wrench -- the hand of God coming down to wipe clean the temporal chalkboard. Somehow things aren't set up exactly the same as last time.... At Pool Table 91 Ines and Nick are standing nearby. Nick dares Ines, "Hit the front desk with your tennis ball." First, Ines takes Ines's tennis ball out of Ines's knapsack. Then, Ines winds up and pitches it at the front desk. Ines's tennis ball strikes a glancing blow off of the front desk and tumbles to the ground, where it rolls away. Ines exclaims, "Look what you made me do!" Nick laughs and says, "I didn't make you. I just dared you." >sw Southwest Tables Barked laughter, yipped and hissed conversation, the flicker of leather and and denim and unblemished skin around the dim cones of light that illuminate the pool tables. Why did you leave your friends again? On the loudspeaker over Shania Twain's latest hit, you hear a girl's voice drone, "Table 3, table 3, your time is up, please bring your equipment to the counter." One of the people at table 168 grasps a cuestick as if to smash against the nearest surface (in this case, the wall dangerously close to what looks like the control panel for the ceiling fans) and exclaims, "Aw, damn it, we just started!" A colleague grabs at the cuestick before it can do any damage, saying, "That's not us! She said table 3! We're table 168!" This stops the first person, who, muttering imprecations, puts the cuestick back down. The glass...a black SUV...you watch the driver going by, cell phone in hand, and then Ines and Nick dying, as if in a dream, as if you've experienced it before. -------------------- You have not broken the cycle --------------------- You feel a tremendous wrench -- the hand of God coming down to wipe clean the temporal chalkboard. Somehow things aren't set up exactly the same as last time.... At Pool Table 96 Ines and Nick are standing nearby. Ines asks Nick, "Would you please go southwest?" Nick heads to the pool tables numbered 101-200 to the southwest. Nick comes back and says, "Well, that was pointless. Send Kurt next time instead. And who orders people around in compass directions, anyway?" Ines laughs and says, "Am I too much of a geek for you, huh?" Nick looks at her, and his gaze softens. "Well, no," he admits. >sw Southwest Tables Barked laughter, yipped and hissed conversation, the flicker of leather and and denim and unblemished skin around the dim cones of light that illuminate the pool tables. Why did you leave your friends again? On the loudspeaker over Mariah Carey's latest hit, you hear a girl's voice drone, "Table 2, table 2, your time is up, please bring your equipment to the counter." One of the people at table 134 grasps a cuestick as if to smash against the nearest surface (in this case, the wall dangerously close to what looks like the control panel for the ceiling fans) and exclaims, "Aw, damn it, we just started!" A colleague grabs at the cuestick before it can do any damage, saying, "That's not us! She said table 2! We're table 134!" This stops the first person, who, muttering imprecations, puts the cuestick back down. The glass...a black SUV...you watch the driver going by, cell phone in hand, and then Ines and Nick dying, as if in a dream, as if you've experienced it before. -------------------- You have not broken the cycle --------------------- You feel a tremendous wrench -- the hand of God coming down to wipe clean the temporal chalkboard. Somehow things aren't set up exactly the same as last time.... At Pool Table 97 Ines and Nick are standing nearby. Nick dares Ines, "Yell 'Lions!' at the people to the west." She yells "Lions!" at the people to the west, but they can't hear her over the music. Ines exclaims, "Look what you made me do!" Nick laughs and says, "I didn't make you. I just dared you." >sw Southwest Tables Barked laughter, yipped and hissed conversation, the flicker of leather and and denim and unblemished skin around the dim cones of light that illuminate the pool tables. Why did you leave your friends again? On the loudspeaker over TLC's latest hit, you hear a girl's voice drone, "Table 3, table 3, your time is up, please bring your equipment to the counter." One of the people at table 106 grasps a cuestick as if to smash against the nearest surface (in this case, the wall dangerously close to what looks like the control panel for the ceiling fans) and exclaims, "Aw, damn it, we just started!" A colleague grabs at the cuestick before it can do any damage, saying, "That's not us! She said table 3! We're table 106!" This stops the first person, who, muttering imprecations, puts the cuestick back down. The glass...a black SUV...you watch the driver going by, cell phone in hand, and then Ines and Nick dying, as if in a dream, as if you've experienced it before. -------------------- You have not broken the cycle --------------------- You feel a tremendous wrench -- the hand of God coming down to wipe clean the temporal chalkboard. Somehow things aren't set up exactly the same as last time.... At Pool Table 91 Ines and Nick are standing nearby. He asks Ines about Ines's best friend. Ines says to him, "My best friend screwed me over, did I tell you about this? She accepted a date from my ex-boyfriend on Valentine's Day, the same day he broke up with me. Bitch!" >sw Southwest Tables Barked laughter, yipped and hissed conversation, the flicker of leather and and denim and unblemished skin around the dim cones of light that illuminate the pool tables. Why did you leave your friends again? On the loudspeaker over Cristina Aguilera's latest hit, you hear a girl's voice drone, "Table 11, table 11, your time is up, please bring your equipment to the counter." One of the people at table 186 grasps a cuestick as if to smash against the nearest surface (in this case, the wall dangerously close to what looks like the control panel for the ceiling fans) and exclaims, "Aw, damn it, we just started!" A colleague grabs at the cuestick before it can do any damage, saying, "That's not us! She said table 11! We're table 186!" This stops the first person, who, muttering imprecations, puts the cuestick back down. The glass...a black SUV...you watch the driver going by, cell phone in hand, and then Ines and Nick dying, as if in a dream, as if you've experienced it before. -------------------- You have not broken the cycle --------------------- You feel a tremendous wrench -- the hand of God coming down to wipe clean the temporal chalkboard. Somehow things aren't set up exactly the same as last time... ...though you do feel a sense of deja vu to the initial surroundings 9 turns ago. At Pool Table 100 Ines and Nick are standing nearby. Ines, feinting and catching Nick off guard, manages to push his larger bulk successfully toward the bathrooms to the east. "Hey!" Nick exclaims before stumbling out of the area. "Gotcha!" Ines calls to him and laughs. Nick comes back, looking pissed. >sw Southwest Tables Barked laughter, yipped and hissed conversation, the flicker of leather and and denim and unblemished skin around the dim cones of light that illuminate the pool tables. Why did you leave your friends again? On the loudspeaker over Marc Anthony's latest hit, you hear a girl's voice drone, "Table 1, table 1, your time is up, please bring your equipment to the counter." One of the people at table 114 grasps a cuestick as if to smash against the nearest surface (in this case, the wall dangerously close to what looks like the control panel for the ceiling fans) and exclaims, "Aw, damn it, we just started!" A colleague grabs at the cuestick before it can do any damage, saying, "That's not us! She said table 1! We're table 114!" This stops the first person, who, muttering imprecations, puts the cuestick back down. The glass...a black SUV...you watch the driver going by, cell phone in hand, and then Ines and Nick dying, as if in a dream, as if you've experienced it before. -------------------- You have not broken the cycle --------------------- You feel a tremendous wrench -- the hand of God coming down to wipe clean the temporal chalkboard. Somehow things aren't set up exactly the same as last time... ...though you do feel a sense of deja vu to the initial surroundings 9 turns ago. At Pool Table 86 Ines and Nick are standing nearby. He asks Ines about Ines's favorite blanket. Ines says to him, "It was my favorite blanket, but then my cat tore it up today. My day wasn't the best, let me tell you!" >sw Southwest Tables Barked laughter, yipped and hissed conversation, the flicker of leather and and denim and unblemished skin around the dim cones of light that illuminate the pool tables. Why did you leave your friends again? On the loudspeaker over Alanis Morissette's latest hit, you hear a girl's voice drone, "Table 13, table 13, your time is up, please bring your equipment to the counter." One of the people at table 200 grasps a cuestick as if to smash against the nearest surface (in this case, the wall dangerously close to what looks like the control panel for the ceiling fans) and exclaims, "Aw, damn it, we just started!" A colleague grabs at the cuestick before it can do any damage, saying, "That's not us! She said table 13! We're table 200!" This stops the first person, who, muttering imprecations, puts the cuestick back down. The glass...a black SUV...you watch the driver going by, cell phone in hand, and then Ines and Nick dying, as if in a dream, as if you've experienced it before. -------------------- You have not broken the cycle --------------------- You feel a tremendous wrench -- the hand of God coming down to wipe clean the temporal chalkboard. Somehow things aren't set up exactly the same as last time... ...though you do feel a sense of deja vu to the initial surroundings 9 turns ago. At Pool Table 99 Ines and Nick are standing nearby. She asks Nick about last weekend. Nick says to her, "Last weekend I didn't do much. Just played some softball, which was a lot of fun, except I hurt my arm." >sw Southwest Tables Barked laughter, yipped and hissed conversation, the flicker of leather and and denim and unblemished skin around the dim cones of light that illuminate the pool tables. Why did you leave your friends again? On the loudspeaker over Cristina Aguilera's latest hit, you hear a girl's voice drone, "Table 10, table 10, your time is up, please bring your equipment to the counter." One of the people at table 141 grasps a cuestick as if to smash against the nearest surface (in this case, the wall dangerously close to what looks like the control panel for the ceiling fans) and exclaims, "Aw, damn it, we just started!" A colleague grabs at the cuestick before it can do any damage, saying, "That's not us! She said table 10! We're table 141!" This stops the first person, who, muttering imprecations, puts the cuestick back down. The glass...a black SUV...you watch the driver going by, cell phone in hand, and then Ines and Nick dying, as if in a dream, as if you've experienced it before. -------------------- You have not broken the cycle --------------------- You feel a tremendous wrench -- the hand of God coming down to wipe clean the temporal chalkboard. Somehow things aren't set up exactly the same as last time... ...though you do feel a sense of deja vu to the initial surroundings 9 turns ago. At Pool Table 91 Ines and Nick are standing nearby. Ines steps up to Nick and gives a quick peck on the lips -- which somehow doesn't quite end, and then deepens alarmingly, their arms slipping around each others' backs. Then it breaks off, both of them a bit breathless. "Um, excuse us," Ines says, blushing. Ines admits to you, "Nick whispered to me to kiss him when you weren't looking," and laughs. >sw Southwest Tables Barked laughter, yipped and hissed conversation, the flicker of leather and and denim and unblemished skin around the dim cones of light that illuminate the pool tables. Why did you leave your friends again? On the loudspeaker over TLC's latest hit, you hear a girl's voice drone, "Table 5, table 5, your time is up, please bring your equipment to the counter." One of the people at table 163 grasps a cuestick as if to smash against the nearest surface (in this case, the wall dangerously close to what looks like the control panel for the ceiling fans) and exclaims, "Aw, damn it, we just started!" A colleague grabs at the cuestick before it can do any damage, saying, "That's not us! She said table 5! We're table 163!" This stops the first person, who, muttering imprecations, puts the cuestick back down. The glass...a black SUV...you watch the driver going by, cell phone in hand, and then Ines and Nick dying, as if in a dream, as if you've experienced it before. -------------------- You have not broken the cycle --------------------- You feel a tremendous wrench -- the hand of God coming down to wipe clean the temporal chalkboard. Somehow things aren't set up exactly the same as last time... ...though you do feel a sense of deja vu to the initial surroundings 9 turns ago. At Pool Table 91 Ines and Nick are standing nearby. He asks Ines about Valentine's Day. Ines says to him, "Oh, man, don't even get me started on last Valentine's Day. My ex-boyfriend (he was my boyfriend that morning) broke up with me in order to ask out my best friend. And what's worse, she accepted! Not a very romantic day for me." >sw Southwest Tables Barked laughter, yipped and hissed conversation, the flicker of leather and and denim and unblemished skin around the dim cones of light that illuminate the pool tables. Why did you leave your friends again? On the loudspeaker over Cristina Aguilera's latest hit, you hear a girl's voice drone, "Table 3, table 3, your time is up, please bring your equipment to the counter." One of the people at table 158 grasps a cuestick as if to smash against the nearest surface (in this case, the wall dangerously close to what looks like the control panel for the ceiling fans) and exclaims, "Aw, damn it, we just started!" A colleague grabs at the cuestick before it can do any damage, saying, "That's not us! She said table 3! We're table 158!" This stops the first person, who, muttering imprecations, puts the cuestick back down. The glass...a black SUV...you watch the driver going by, cell phone in hand, and then Ines and Nick dying, as if in a dream, as if you've experienced it before. -------------------- You have not broken the cycle --------------------- You feel a tremendous wrench -- the hand of God coming down to wipe clean the temporal chalkboard. Somehow things aren't set up exactly the same as last time... ...though you do feel a sense of deja vu to the initial surroundings 9 turns ago. At Pool Table 91 Ines and Nick are standing nearby. Nick dares Ines, "Hit the front desk with your tennis ball." First, Ines takes Ines's tennis ball out of Ines's knapsack. Then, Ines winds up and pitches it at the front desk. Ines's tennis ball strikes a glancing blow off of the front desk and tumbles to the ground, where it rolls away. Ines exclaims, "Look what you made me do!" Nick laughs and says, "I didn't make you. I just dared you." >sw Southwest Tables Barked laughter, yipped and hissed conversation, the flicker of leather and and denim and unblemished skin around the dim cones of light that illuminate the pool tables. Why did you leave your friends again? On the loudspeaker over Shania Twain's latest hit, you hear a girl's voice drone, "Table 3, table 3, your time is up, please bring your equipment to the counter." One of the people at table 168 grasps a cuestick as if to smash against the nearest surface (in this case, the wall dangerously close to what looks like the control panel for the ceiling fans) and exclaims, "Aw, damn it, we just started!" A colleague grabs at the cuestick before it can do any damage, saying, "That's not us! She said table 3! We're table 168!" This stops the first person, who, muttering imprecations, puts the cuestick back down. The glass...a black SUV...you watch the driver going by, cell phone in hand, and then Ines and Nick dying, as if in a dream, as if you've experienced it before. -------------------- You have not broken the cycle --------------------- You feel a tremendous wrench -- the hand of God coming down to wipe clean the temporal chalkboard. Somehow things aren't set up exactly the same as last time... ...though you do feel a sense of deja vu to the initial surroundings 9 turns ago. At Pool Table 96 Ines and Nick are standing nearby. Ines asks Nick, "Would you please go southwest?" Nick heads to the pool tables numbered 101-200 to the southwest. Nick comes back and says, "Well, that was pointless. Send Kurt next time instead. And who orders people around in compass directions, anyway?" Ines laughs and says, "Am I too much of a geek for you, huh?" Nick looks at her, and his gaze softens. "Well, no," he admits. >sw Southwest Tables Barked laughter, yipped and hissed conversation, the flicker of leather and and denim and unblemished skin around the dim cones of light that illuminate the pool tables. Why did you leave your friends again? On the loudspeaker over Mariah Carey's latest hit, you hear a girl's voice drone, "Table 2, table 2, your time is up, please bring your equipment to the counter." One of the people at table 134 grasps a cuestick as if to smash against the nearest surface (in this case, the wall dangerously close to what looks like the control panel for the ceiling fans) and exclaims, "Aw, damn it, we just started!" A colleague grabs at the cuestick before it can do any damage, saying, "That's not us! She said table 2! We're table 134!" This stops the first person, who, muttering imprecations, puts the cuestick back down. The glass...a black SUV...you watch the driver going by, cell phone in hand, and then Ines and Nick dying, as if in a dream, as if you've experienced it before. -------------------- You have not broken the cycle --------------------- You feel a tremendous wrench -- the hand of God coming down to wipe clean the temporal chalkboard. Somehow things aren't set up exactly the same as last time... ...though you do feel a sense of deja vu to the initial surroundings 9 turns ago. At Pool Table 97 Ines and Nick are standing nearby. Nick dares Ines, "Yell 'Lions!' at the people to the west." She yells "Lions!" at the people to the west, but they can't hear her over the music. Ines exclaims, "Look what you made me do!" Nick laughs and says, "I didn't make you. I just dared you." >sw Southwest Tables Barked laughter, yipped and hissed conversation, the flicker of leather and and denim and unblemished skin around the dim cones of light that illuminate the pool tables. Why did you leave your friends again? On the loudspeaker over TLC's latest hit, you hear a girl's voice drone, "Table 3, table 3, your time is up, please bring your equipment to the counter." One of the people at table 106 grasps a cuestick as if to smash against the nearest surface (in this case, the wall dangerously close to what looks like the control panel for the ceiling fans) and exclaims, "Aw, damn it, we just started!" A colleague grabs at the cuestick before it can do any damage, saying, "That's not us! She said table 3! We're table 106!" This stops the first person, who, muttering imprecations, puts the cuestick back down. The glass...a black SUV...you watch the driver going by, cell phone in hand, and then Ines and Nick dying, as if in a dream, as if you've experienced it before. -------------------- You have not broken the cycle --------------------- You feel a tremendous wrench -- the hand of God coming down to wipe clean the temporal chalkboard. Somehow things aren't set up exactly the same as last time... ...though you do feel a sense of deja vu to the initial surroundings 9 turns ago. At Pool Table 91 Ines and Nick are standing nearby. He asks Ines about Ines's best friend. Ines says to him, "My best friend screwed me over, did I tell you about this? She accepted a date from my ex-boyfriend on Valentine's Day, the same day he broke up with me. Bitch!" >sw Southwest Tables Barked laughter, yipped and hissed conversation, the flicker of leather and and denim and unblemished skin around the dim cones of light that illuminate the pool tables. Why did you leave your friends again? On the loudspeaker over Cristina Aguilera's latest hit, you hear a girl's voice drone, "Table 11, table 11, your time is up, please bring your equipment to the counter." One of the people at table 186 grasps a cuestick as if to smash against the nearest surface (in this case, the wall dangerously close to what looks like the control panel for the ceiling fans) and exclaims, "Aw, damn it, we just started!" A colleague grabs at the cuestick before it can do any damage, saying, "That's not us! She said table 11! We're table 186!" This stops the first person, who, muttering imprecations, puts the cuestick back down. The glass...a black SUV...you watch the driver going by, cell phone in hand, and then Ines and Nick dying, as if in a dream, as if you've experienced it before. -------------------- You have not broken the cycle --------------------- You feel a tremendous wrench -- the hand of God coming down to wipe clean the temporal chalkboard. Somehow things aren't set up exactly the same as last time... ...though you do feel a sense of deja vu to the initial surroundings 9 and 18 turns ago. At Pool Table 100 Ines and Nick are standing nearby. Ines, feinting and catching Nick off guard, manages to push his larger bulk successfully toward the bathrooms to the east. "Hey!" Nick exclaims before stumbling out of the area. "Gotcha!" Ines calls to him and laughs. Nick comes back, looking pissed. >sw Southwest Tables Barked laughter, yipped and hissed conversation, the flicker of leather and and denim and unblemished skin around the dim cones of light that illuminate the pool tables. Why did you leave your friends again? On the loudspeaker over Marc Anthony's latest hit, you hear a girl's voice drone, "Table 1, table 1, your time is up, please bring your equipment to the counter." One of the people at table 114 grasps a cuestick as if to smash against the nearest surface (in this case, the wall dangerously close to what looks like the control panel for the ceiling fans) and exclaims, "Aw, damn it, we just started!" A colleague grabs at the cuestick before it can do any damage, saying, "That's not us! She said table 1! We're table 114!" This stops the first person, who, muttering imprecations, puts the cuestick back down. The glass...a black SUV...you watch the driver going by, cell phone in hand, and then Ines and Nick dying, as if in a dream, as if you've experienced it before. -------------------- You have not broken the cycle --------------------- You feel a tremendous wrench -- the hand of God coming down to wipe clean the temporal chalkboard. Somehow things aren't set up exactly the same as last time... ...though you do feel a sense of deja vu to the initial surroundings 9 and 18 turns ago. At Pool Table 86 Ines and Nick are standing nearby. He asks Ines about Ines's favorite blanket. Ines says to him, "It was my favorite blanket, but then my cat tore it up today. My day wasn't the best, let me tell you!" >quit "Aw," Nick says to you, "You really want to quit playing? I've only beaten you twenty times.": (YES or NO) > yes