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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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