My hand rests upon the cool stone of the monolith. A voice, piercing, cries out in response to my touch.

Builders dialogue

there is nothing to fear in her lattice. let your eyes become glass.

I try to move my hand away, and realise I cannot. My fingers are webbed with living fragments of purple, a crystalline infection that begins to spread along my arm. Soon, I am enveloped. My eyes, my lungs, my blood, all frozen in amethyst. To my surprise, I do not die.

Dialogue choices

Give in

I close my eyes and surrender to the encroaching Atlantideum. As I am carried into the crystal void, I hear the echoes of countless entities, their resonance vibrating through the ever-present glass. Each note is so lost, so sad. They long for harmony. PositiveAnd then, I am let go. My eyes clear, and I am returned. Though the vision is over, the lost entities remain with me, their sound echoing in my mind.

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Wait

I stay calm, and try to relax. This will pass. As the hours tick by, I hear the echoes of countless entities, their resonance vibrating as they surround me. Each note is so lost, so sad. They long for harmony. PositiveAnd then, I am let go. The crystal falls away, and I am returned. Though the vision is over, the entities remain with me, their sound echoing in my mind.

Some requirements or outcomes are not yet mapped.

Resist

I resist. I will not be subsumed by the void. I close my eyes and focus. The voices fade, and I feel the crystal fall from my skin. PositiveI open my eyes, and the world is as I left it. Fragments of shattered crystal lie around my feet.

Some requirements or outcomes are not yet mapped.