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..:=\†*§£# Several Centuries After It Had Last #£§*†\=:..
.:=\†*§£## Belonged To Us, We Went On An Outing To ##£§*†\=:.
..:=\†*§£# The Glass Factory That Bore Our Family #£§*†\=:..
...:=\†*§£ Name. It Had Changed Owners Many Times £§*†\=:...
....:=\†*§ Since Our Ancestors Death, And Then §*†\=:....
.....:=\†* Stood Abandoned For A Long While. *†\=:.....
......:=\† Finally, The Natural End Station For †\=:......
.....:=\†* The Buildings That Survive: A Museum, *†\=:.....
....:=\†*§ And A Gift Shop. §*†\=:....
...:=\†*§£ £§*†\=:...
..:=\†*§£# There'S A Long Time Since My Family #£§*†\=:..
.:=\†*§£## Made Anything. By Many, We Would Be ##£§*†\=:.
..:=\†*§£# Considered Poor. #£§*†\=:..
...:=\†*§£ £§*†\=:...
....:=\†*§ There Are Two Main Factory Buildings, §*†\=:....
.....:=\†* Domed Things Of Several Floors, Made In *†\=:.....
......:=\† Yellow Brick. Large But Narrow Windows, †\=:......
.....:=\†* Reminescent Of Some Cathedral. *†\=:.....
....:=\†*§ Custom-Made Glass, Of Course, Large And §*†\=:....
...:=\†*§£ LeadEd, And Ashen. A Bit Too Dark To Be £§*†\=:...
..:=\†*§£# Practical. On The Eastern Building, #£§*†\=:..
.:=\†*§£## Some Are Shattered. ##£§*†\=:.
..:=\†*§£# #£§*†\=:..
...:=\†*§£ The Other One Is Publicly Open. There'S £§*†\=:...
....:=\†*§ A Museum, With Wax Figures Of My Great §*†\=:....
.....:=\†* Great Great Grandfather, Or Something. *†\=:.....
......:=\† Various Tools (Or Replicas) Laid Out On †\=:......
.....:=\†* Tables, With Explaining Texts. A Lot Of *†\=:.....
....:=\†*§ Glass Of Varying Thickness. §*†\=:....
...:=\†*§£ £§*†\=:...
..:=\†*§£# †† #£§*†\=:..
.:=\†*§£## †† †† ##£§*†\=:.
..:=\†*§£# ======= † † ======= #£§*†\=:..
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....:=\†*§ †† §*†\=:....
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......:=\† I Quickly Sneak Out, And Climb Into The †\=:......
.....:=\†* Other Building. The Contrast Is *†\=:.....
....:=\†*§ Overwhelming. It Must Have Stood §*†\=:....
...:=\†*§£ Derelict For A Long Time, Windows £§*†\=:...
..:=\†*§£# Broken, Metallic Trash And Pools Of #£§*†\=:..
.:=\†*§£## Dark Glass All Over The Floor. No ##£§*†\=:.
..:=\†*§£# Electric Lights, But I Can See By The #£§*†\=:..
...:=\†*§£ Light That Shines In Wherever The Dark £§*†\=:...
....:=\†*§ Windows Are Missing A Pane. §*†\=:....
.....:=\†* *†\=:.....
......:=\† However, The Greatest Difference Is The †\=:......
.....:=\†* Higher Floors: This Building Has None. *†\=:.....
....:=\†*§ It Is One Massive Hall, Stretching Away §*†\=:....
...:=\†*§£ Infinitely Above Me. Somewhere Up There £§*†\=:...
..:=\†*§£# Is Some Great Iron Latticework, From #£§*†\=:..
.:=\†*§£## Where Chains Are Suspended, And Parts ##£§*†\=:.
..:=\†*§£# Of Machinery Has Been Falling Down. #£§*†\=:..
...:=\†*§£ £§*†\=:...
....:=\†*§ There Is, In The Middle Of The Great §*†\=:....
.....:=\†* Hall, A Thin Spiral Staircase That *†\=:.....
......:=\† Leads Up There. I Sneak Over There, And †\=:......
.....:=\†* Take A Few Reluctant Steps. After Just *†\=:.....
....:=\†*§ A Revolution, I Notice That For Each §*†\=:....
...:=\†*§£ Step The Building Starts To Glow, The £§*†\=:...
..:=\†*§£# Bricks Turning A Dark Red, And Then #£§*†\=:..
.:=\†*§£## Orange, All The Piled Up Debree Being ##£§*†\=:.
..:=\†*§£# Lit From Behind. #£§*†\=:..
...:=\†*§£ £§*†\=:...
....:=\†*§ I Stop Ready To Run Down And Out, But §*†\=:....
.....:=\†* There'S Someone Else On The Staircase *†\=:.....
......:=\† With Me Now, Pressed Close. He'S †\=:......
.....:=\†* Looking Like Me, Short Hair And Thin *†\=:.....
....:=\†*§ Arms, But With Ears From Some Animal, §*†\=:....
...:=\†*§£ And More Disturbingly, Completely Made £§*†\=:...
..:=\†*§£# Of Dark Liquid glass. #£§*†\=:..
.:=\†*§£## ##£§*†\=:.
..:=\†*§£# †† #£§*†\=:..
...:=\†*§£ †† †† £§*†\=:...
....:=\†*§ ======= † † ======= §*†\=:....
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....:=\†*§ My Fear Holds Me In Place While He §*†\=:....
...:=\†*§£ Starts Operating Levers And Dials Set £§*†\=:...
..:=\†*§£# In The Center Of The Staircase. Slowly, #£§*†\=:..
.:=\†*§£## It Starts Spinning, Circling Upwards. ##£§*†\=:.
..:=\†*§£# It'S An Elevator! I Start To Run #£§*†\=:..
...:=\†*§£ Downwards, But Now The Liquid Boy £§*†\=:...
....:=\†*§ Creature Grabs Hold Of Me. I Try To §*†\=:....
.....:=\†* Shake Him Off, But He'S Too Strong, And *†\=:.....
......:=\† Pulls Me Back Up Beside Him. †\=:......
.....:=\†* *†\=:.....
....:=\†*§ This Time, I Turn Angry Instead. What §*†\=:....
...:=\†*§£ The Hell? Who Is This Guy, Acting Like £§*†\=:...
..:=\†*§£# This? I Reach Out My Free Arm And Slam #£§*†\=:..
.:=\†*§£## A Random Lever. Some Metal Bar Is ##£§*†\=:.
..:=\†*§£# Suddenly Released Between Us, Hitting #£§*†\=:..
...:=\†*§£ Him On The Arm, Forcing My Release. I £§*†\=:...
....:=\†*§ Shove Him Off Of Me, And He Falls Into §*†\=:....
.....:=\†* The Levers, Messing Them Up. *†\=:.....
......:=\† Immediately, A Thin Rusty Chainmail †\=:......
.....:=\†* Curtain Is Dropped Around Me. But The *†\=:.....
....:=\†*§ Elevator Also Speeds Up Significantly. §*†\=:....
...:=\†*§£ £§*†\=:...
..:=\†*§£# The Walls Are Flaring Now, Yellow, #£§*†\=:..
.:=\†*§£## White, Almost Blue. I Close My Eyes And ##£§*†\=:.
..:=\†*§£# Curl Into A Ball. But Then, The Glass #£§*†\=:..
...:=\†*§£ Boy Screams, A Piercing Sound That £§*†\=:...
....:=\†*§ Forces My Eyes Back Open. I Watch As He §*†\=:....
.....:=\†* Becomes Too Liquid, His Body Pooling *†\=:.....
......:=\† Down In His Now Massive Tail, And The †\=:......
.....:=\†* Tip Of It Suddenly Breaks Of In A Glass *†\=:.....
....:=\†*§ Drop That Falls Toward The Factory §*†\=:....
...:=\†*§£ Floor. £§*†\=:...
..:=\†*§£# #£§*†\=:..
.:=\†*§£## He'S Crawling On The Stairs, Unable To ##£§*†\=:.
..:=\†*§£# Keep His Body Upright. Can'T Reach The #£§*†\=:..
...:=\†*§£ Levers, Claws At My Chainmail Cage, £§*†\=:...
....:=\†*§ While His Body Is Turning Into Dark §*†\=:....
.....:=\†* Pearls. Finally, He'S Lost Too Much Of *†\=:.....
......:=\† Himself And The Scream Is Cut Short. †\=:......
.....:=\†* The Last Of Him Rains Down. *†\=:.....
....:=\†*§ §*†\=:....
...:=\†*§£ I Still Can'T Reach The Levers From £§*†\=:...
..:=\†*§£# Within My Cage. Looking Up, I Try To #£§*†\=:..
.:=\†*§£## Make Out The Ceiling, But It'S All A ##£§*†\=:.
..:=\†*§£# Whirling Sea Of Colours. Below Me Glows #£§*†\=:..
...:=\†*§£ The Hellfire Of The Factory Walls, But £§*†\=:...
....:=\†*§ Very Faint. I Sit Down, Curl Back Up, §*†\=:....
.....:=\†* Become Still. *†\=:.....
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....:=\†*§ †† †† §*†\=:....
...:=\†*§£ ======= † † ======= £§*†\=:...
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...:=\†*§£ A Large Clunk Shakes My Entire Body, £§*†\=:...
....:=\†*§ And Snaps Me Back Into Reality. I'M §*†\=:....
.....:=\†* Back At The Factory Floor, But The *†\=:.....
......:=\† Stairs Are Still Moving Slightly, †\=:......
.....:=\†* Clicking In Place, Carrying Me The Last *†\=:.....
....:=\†*§ Few Centimeters. I Came From Below, §*†\=:....
...:=\†*§£ Somehow. The Chainmail Is Retracted, £§*†\=:...
..:=\†*§£# And I Slowly Dismount The Stairs. #£§*†\=:..
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..:=\†*§£# Shaking And Crying, I Make My Way Over #£§*†\=:..
...:=\†*§£ The Factory Floor, Wading Through Dark £§*†\=:...
....:=\†*§ Glass Marbles. A Quick Glance Down, And §*†\=:....
.....:=\†* I See There'S Something Faint Inside *†\=:.....
......:=\† Them. Embryos? Are These Eggs? †\=:......
.....:=\†* *†\=:.....
....:=\†*§ I Shudder, And Climb Back Out. §*†\=:....
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