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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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....,«=%%£ £%%=«,....
.....,«=%% 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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......,«=% 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. %%=«,.....
....,«=%%£ £%%=«,....
...,«=%%££ 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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