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Musebox type Shinanigans
Mar. 14th, 2014 09:15 pm [It had been several months since Chell had awakened in this cabin. She'd tried her very best to figure out how she'd gotten here, straining to remember anything between Aperture and waking up on the floor with harsh morning light shining through the window, and she could not. But there had to be a scientific reason she was not in the field outside the toolshed the elevator had dumped her in. But whatever it was, she couldn't find it.
The place seemed friendly enough, just a little log house in the middle of nowhere. Chell theorized there wasn't anybody around for miles and miles and miles. She'd had to learn to grow her own food, to fetch water from the well, and to work. And some days it was still hit or miss, as trial and error generally is.
But today seemed a good one. The sun was bright in a cloudless sky, and birds were cheerily singing... It seemed a good day to go and see how her garden was doing. So, she put on her boots, yes she still had them, and squeaked out into the garden.]
The place seemed friendly enough, just a little log house in the middle of nowhere. Chell theorized there wasn't anybody around for miles and miles and miles. She'd had to learn to grow her own food, to fetch water from the well, and to work. And some days it was still hit or miss, as trial and error generally is.
But today seemed a good one. The sun was bright in a cloudless sky, and birds were cheerily singing... It seemed a good day to go and see how her garden was doing. So, she put on her boots, yes she still had them, and squeaked out into the garden.]
