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[mads_in_zero]

EDIT: Update 3 has a poll! It will last for one day.
Have you ever looked at an LP on the Let's Play Archive and thought to yourself, "Man, I wish I could do one of those"? I have. Especially since one of my favorite visual novels, Remember 11, doesn't seem to have any screen-shot LPs anywhere. But before we get down to that, I suppose there's a customary introduction of the game, yeah?

Spoiler: Game Cover, No Actual Spoilers (click to show/hide)

Remember 11 is a 2004 Visual Novel created by Kindle Imagine Develop, and is the third game of the Infinity Series (preceeded by Never 7, and Ever 17, and followed by 12Riven, and Code_18. Though as you might tell from the change in title format, the latter two games are part of the Infinity Series in air quotes only.) If you're a fan of Visual Novels, you'll probably heard of Ever 17, or at least Kotaro Uchikoshi (creator of Zero Escape, and writer for Remember 11) and Takumi Nakazawa (creator of Root Double, and director of Remember 11).

Anyway, Remember 11 never got an official English release, but thankfully for my Non-Japanese-Speaking butt, there's a fan translation that's quite good. Of course, I've already played Remember 11 quite a few times, so in keeping with my I-saw-an-LP-I-liked, I'm going to let people vote on certain choices. Yay, interactivity!

For now, I’m just going to start the thread with this. I’ll begin working on the prologue soon!
Music (All or None - Piano)

[mads_in_zero]

The prologue is a lot longer than I remembered... oof. Later, meaningful, choices will mean I can make each update shorter, but I might have to split the prologue into two posts.

Feel free to leave some comments, I wanna gauge interest and junk.

Spoiler: Heaven is Here (click to show/hide)

And here we have the first line of the game, a quote in Russian. The first time I played Remember 11, I was convinced that I'd somehow downloaded the wrong translation patch. You might also notice the screen is just a white background. Get used to that. Anyhow, Italics will indicate narration, bold dialogue.

"I'm a seagull."
Those were the words uttered by the first woman in space, Valentina Tereshkova.
All alone aboard the former Soviet Union spaceship Vostok 6, floating in the void of space, a place of complete silence and emptiness...
With a hollow feeling of isolation upon her...
Yet still able to draw the parallel between herself and a seagull to express the liberating feeling of breaking free from everything.
"I'm a seagull"... such beautiful words.
It it were me, I'd never have been able to come up with something so clever.
I'd probably try being sarcastic and say that, "I'm a girl trapped in a cage." Though, if you think about it, would that really be sarcasm?

Short Video

33,000 feet up in the air...





Suddenly, the world around me disappears.
Someone from the seat behind me has covered both my eyes with their hands.
??: Who's that behi----ind you?
Kokoro: ...
??: Who's that behi----ind you?



Here, we get our first choice of the game, but the choices in the prologue are fairly non-consequential, so I'll be choosing these ones. I'll be letting people vote on all (if not most) of the choices once they start mattering. For now, we:

OST: Anima



??: Who could it be?
Kokoro: I wonder who it is?
??: Who do you think it is?

No one's travelling with me on this flight. I boarded this plane by myself.
I don't have the slightest idea.
Judging by the voice, which was still undergoing the changes of puberty, it could only be the boy sitting in the seat behind me.
The palms that covered my eyes were pretty small.

Kokoro: It's useless... I give up, I give up!

I raised both of my arms and spun around my wrists playfully.

(I'd like to point out here, that we've had more screentime of a black or white screen, than an actual background so far...)

??: Are you sure you give up?
Kokoro: Yup.
??: Well then... I guess I'll just have to tell you!
??: The correct answer was...



(I remember one episode of Scooby Doo, they unmasked a guy inside a robot eagle, and revealed it to be... "somebody we don't know?".)

Turing around, I found, as I had expected, a boy who looked to be about elementary school age.
He was leaning over the headrest with an innocent smile.
"Kusuda Yuni-kun!" is what he said... I don't remember hearing that name anywhere, nor having ever seen his face.

Kokoro: I see. Yuni-kun, is it?
Kokoro: That's a cute name.
Yuni: Thanks.
Yuni: My friends often tease me by calling me "Yunishiro" or "Unit Bath," though.

His shyly smiling face was friendly and charming.

Yuni: Hey, Onee-chan? Can I sit next to you?
Yuni: The seat here is free, right?

(Anything for you, best-character-in-the-game  )

I took a glance at my wristwatch.
There was still a lot of time before we would reach our destination.

Kokoro: Come on over.

I patted the seat by the window...



Kokoro: Hey, there was something I was curious about... do you mind if I ask?
: What is it?
Kokoro: When you were singing the Kagome Song earlier: you sang "yoake no ban" ---- "evening lit by the dawn", right?

Aha! Looks like we've run into our first TIP. For those unfamiliar, some Visual Novels have TIPs sections, often used to highlight terms and give more background information on them. Often very useful if the VN uses a lot of technobabble, or references to memes. I'll be showing the contents of any tips we come across.



Kokoro: If I remember correctly... I think that part should be "tsukiyo no ban"----"evening lit by the moonlight"...
: Evening lit by the moonlight?
Kokoro: Right. Because "evening lit by the dawn" doesn't really make sense, does it?
Kokoro: When it's dawn, the sun RISES in the east, and at night, the sun sets in the west... right?



Kokoro: No... come to think of it, I did sing it "evening lit by the dawn."
: Then why did you think it went "evening lit by the moonlight"?
Kokoro: Hmm, well, it was written that way in this story I read a while ago...
: Hmm... But I think "evening lit by dawn" is how it should be.

Yuni said so while picking at the chipped nail of one of his fingers.

: Because, after that, the next lines go "tsuru no kame"---- "crane and turtle," "ushiro no shoumen"---- "right behind you"---"in front of your back," right?
: "Dawn" and "evening". "Crane" and "turtle". "The back" and "the front". They're all two things that make up a pair by being the opposites of one another.
: Light and shadow, yin and yang, male and female, imaginary numbers and real numbers. This whole world is made up of elements that contradict each other, but at the same time need to coexist with one another.
: I think that is what the Kagome Song tries to say. That's why "evening lit by the dawn" would be much more fitting than "evening lit by the moonlight."
Kokoro: Hmmm~, I see~
(See? This kid is amazing.)

I groaned without noticing.

: All that being said, my interpretation may not be completely correct. That song still has many mysteries to it.
Kokoro: Mysteries? What kind of mysteries?
: Well... let's see... For example, just what does "kagome" mean?
: What is the symbolism behind "the bird within the cage"? Why did the crane and the turtle slip, did they have to slip?
: And then there's the... "Who's that behi----ind you?"

As he hummed that phrase, Yuni took off his glasses.
He covered his eyes with his own hands and turned around.

Yuni: Right now, I can't see anything at all.
Yuni: They say that out of all our senses, sight is responsible for eight tenths of all the information that we humans gather, you know.
Yuni: That means that right now, I'm only able to feel a mere two tenths of everything that's occurring around me with my other senses.
Yuni: The remaining 80% is left vague and unclear. I have no way of knowing what Onee-chan's doing behind me right now, or what kind of an expression she has on her face.
Yuni: Right now, Onee-chan's existence is one of many unknowns to me.
Yuni: Until I open my eyes and turn around, what's behind me is... still undecided...

Just as Yuni was unable to see my face, I was unable to see what kind of expression he had on his.
I was only able to see his back.
A small back...

Kokoro: How old are you, anyway?

After a slight pause, I asked him that.

Yuni: 11

Yuni turned around with his eyes still covered.
Then he peered at me through his fingers.

Yuni: Thank goodness...
: ...that you're here!

His cheeks lift into a broad smile as he laughs.
His smile was certainly that of an 11-year-old.

OST: Animus

Suddenly, we transition to another scene, a blue border on our text-box. Here, we're introduced to our other protagonist, Satoru. He uses different pronouns to refer to himself, something that's a pretty neat feature of Japanese. This is hard to translate, so we end up with I VS I



Outside, the snow was still blowing violently about.
I held my breath as I stood in front of an iron door.
Beside the door, a small red light was blinking in the darkness.



I put my hand in my pocket and pulled out a single key card.



I traced the engraved letters with my fingertip.

Satoru: Yukidoh Satoru...

That is my name...
I haven't ever really liked my name that much.
I twirled the card in my fingers and spun it around.
I inserted it into the reader's slot and let it slide through.



The lock opened and the door opened just the slightest crack...
I pushed it open and stepped into the darkness, as if drawn by something.

And we're back to Kokoro's POV now, these transitions are way more sudden than, say, Ever 17's.
OST: Anima



That's what he said right after I had introduced myself.
I had told him my name (Fuyukawa Kokoro), and then had a little chat with him about the place of our destination.
However, I hadn't given him any hints or clue that would help him guess my age like that.

Kokoro: H, how do you know?
: Fufu~, impressed?

Yuni threw his head back onto the seat and made a sound with his nose.

: Maybe I'm psychic?
Kokoro: Come on, stop playing around and tell meee~
: Hmm... let's see... I can tell you, but in exchange, I have a favor to ask.
Kokoro: A favor?
: You see... I'm not really good with... the "zoom." "Zoom" ---- there's a part where it goes "zoom," right?
Kokoro: Huh?
: Well, you know, right? When the plane begins to land, it descends rapidly with a "zoom". And there's a point where you feel light... as if gravity disappears.
Kokoro: Ah, well, yes, and?
: So, when this plane starts descending...

Looking at me with upturned eyes, Yuni continued.

: Would you... hold my hand?

Unconsciously, I burst out laughing.
However, the expression on Yuni's face was so serious that making fun of him just didn't seem right.
Even though his words, at time, showed wisdom beyond his years, inside he was still just a child.

Kokoro: Well, if that's all it is, then be my guest.
: Really?!
Kokoro: That being said, there aren't many boys that are allowed to touch me as they please, you know~
Kokoro: So be grateful!

I gave his head a little poke, and he blushed as he jumped into my arms.
Oh well...

Kokoro: So? What's the answer?
Kokoro: You were about to tell me how you knew my age, right?
: A, ah, yes, well...

When he said that, Yuni let go of my sleeve and stretched his arm behind my head.

: It's this, this.
: This was stuck in Kokoron's hair, so...

In his hand was a fluttering object, which he presented to me.
The object Yuni was holding between his fingers was----

OST: N/A



OST: Animus




The tips in this game range from "quantum mechanics" to "the letter R". Very nice variety

It felt as if I was walking up the scales of a giant constrictor snake.
A constrictor snake which had wrapped itself around a huge column as it desperately tried to strangle it.
Its iron scales made sharp, cold sounds as my feet continued on their journey.

Satoru: And David played with his hand, as at other times...
Satoru: And there was a javelin in Saul's hand...
Satoru: And Saul cast the javelin; for he said...
Satoru: I will smite David even to the wall with it...

Ahh, good ol' Christian Imagery. Because nothing says "cool" in a VN like a foreign religion.

I didn't think of the words coming out of my mouth as my own.
It was as if some spirit was whispering them into my ear.

Satoru: I will smite David...
Satoru: Even if he avoided it twice...

The entrance I was looking for was near. Thankfully this constrictor I was making my way up on didn't have a head.
Perhaps, before it could finally strangle its prey, its head was cut off...
The cogwheels of the clock tower made an eerie noise.
Rattle... rattle...
It sounded as if a spell was being cast, one to take control over time for all eternity.

OST: N/A



: Yup, a feather.
Kokoro: This was in my hair?
: Yes, it was on the back of your head.

I had no idea why a feather would be there.

OST: Anima

: Kokoron, you didn't take a bath yesterday, did you?
Kokoro: Hey, that's quite rude of you, you know? And for your information, I'm pretty sure I DID take a bath yesterday.
: That's a lie.
Kokoro: And why would I lie about something like that?
: Because Kokoron's eyelids are a little swollen. It's from a lack of sleep, isn't it?

Saying that, Yuni took out a mirror from his pocket and placed it right in front of my face.

: Right?



It was true that I didn't get much sleep last night.
Last night I was in a rush to prepare for this trip, and...
Before I could meet "her", I wanted to fill my head with as much information as possible.
When I finally got to bed, the sky was already growing light.

Kokoro: Well, it's a fact that I didn't get much sleep...
Kokoro: But how do this and that have anything to do with one another?
Kokoro: How is my lack of sleep related to the feather? Or to my age, for that matter?
: Now, now, now, don't rush me... I'll explain everything in order, okay?

Yuni snapped the folding mirror shut and slipped it back into his pocket.

: First off, let's confirm the date.
: Today's date is what day of what month of what year?
Kokoro: It's January 11th, 2011, Tuesday.
: Ok~ Then what day was it yesterday?
Kokoro: January 10th, Monday... Coming of Age Day?
: Yup. Now then, that's where this feather comes in.

Yuni said, as the feather danced on the palm of his hand.

: When girls put on their kimono for the event, they wear shawls over their shoulders too.
: Of all of the materials used to make shawls, the most popular is the feather of the white goose.
: And so, the feather I'm holding in my hand right now it most likely... I don't need to say any more, do I?
Kokoro: In other words, I wore a shawl over my kimono when I was attending my coming of age ceremony yesterday?
Kokoro: And it was then that the feather came off the shawl and got attached to my hair?
: The Coming of Age Ceremony is like a big event where you invite all your friends from elementary school and middle school to meet up, right
: Where you find out that your first crush is now so homely you don't even recognize them...
: And that the plainest girl in class has become beautiful enough to make you jealous...
: Anyway, one chance encounter is followed by the next; you learn many surprising things, everyone's emotions get stirred up, and energy fills the air!
: It's not hard to image being swept up by that wildly exciting atmosphere. Being carried along on a buoyant mood like that...
: So as the ceremony was coming to an end, you went to an after-party with another group of close friends.
: You'd also finally reached the age where you could drink alcohol legally too, right?
: When the first after-party's over, it's on to the second, and then the third, and then the fourth... and before you know it, the sun is rising in the eastern sky.
: The result: not enough sleep, red eyelids, and no time to even take a shower... Kokoron, with the feather still stuck in her hair, was rushing to get on this plane at the last moment.
: So, whaddaya think? I got all of it right, didn't I?

Hearing all those statements in such quick succession left me feeling embarrassed long before I fully noticed it myself.
Yuni's eyes were sparkling and his cheeks were flushed with red.

Kokoro: Hah... it's amazing how far you took this wild delusion based on a single feather.
: Delusion? This isn't a delusion at all. It's an extremely logical deduction.
Kokoro: I see... so you're quite confident, aren't you.
: I guess~
Kokoro: However, that "extremely logical deduction" is actually...
Kokoro: Unfortunately... completely wrong~
: ...Huh?
Kokoro: Becaaaause~, I was actually born in February!
Kokoro: I had my coming of age ceremony last year♪

As soon as I said those words, Yuni's eyes opened wide, leaving two little dots where his cheerful, saucer-like pupils had been before.
His mouth was left open in shock.

: That's a lie! Then what about this feather? What about the feather?! Why was this feather stuck in your hair?!
Kokoro: Who knows~?
: "Who knows~?" you say...
Kokoro: Ah... well, after all, we are high above the clouds here...
Kokoro: It might just be an angel's feather, you know?
: An... angel?

Murmuring that in wonder, Yuni turned to look out the window.



I couldn't help but giggle quietly to myself.
My laughs reached Yuni's ears, and his neck tensed up...

: There's no way angels could exist!
Kokoro: Is that so~?
: It is!
Kokoro: Well, either way, it's much more romantic than the goose feather explanation, right?
: So to decide whether something is true or not, you just check to yourself to see if it's romatic or not, and if you like what you end up with, then you believe it?
Kokoro: Once in a while, I guess...
: So having a logical basis for something doesn't even matter?



Kokoro: If there's a logical explanation for something, then I'll believe it, but if there isn't one, I...
: "...will choose the most romantic option?"
Kokoro: Pretty much.

With a blank look on his face, Yuni gazed absentmindedly at the feather in his palm.
Her was utterly still, as if his soul had gone somewhere else and left his body frozen in place.

: Hey, Kokoron? Is it alright if I keep this feather?

His eyes were downcast: only his lips were moving.

Kokoro: Sure, but what are you going to do with it?
: It'll be a memento.
Kokoro: Memento?

When I asked that, Yuni raised his head.

: Yes, a memento. So that I don't ever forget that I met Kokoron...

It surprised me how he said those words so casually... it must have been his age.
The brutal, straightforward frankness that boys my age just don't possess (or rather, that they gradually lose with age) ---- Yuni still hasn't lost that gift...
If Yuni had been seven years older, that short exchange of words would have left me so embarrassed and flustered that I'd have had to stand up from my seat to cool off.
Because those simple words would have been so incredibly romantic...
But right now, I simply chose to say...



Without warning, I hugged Yuni and messed up his smooth hair with my hands.





: They'll break! I'm telling you, they'll break!
: Save meee! Anyoneee! Stewardeeess!

Yuni struggled like a cure little woodland creature in my arms.

OST: Animus

And with the first scene, Heaven is Here over, I think I should leave it there for now. Trust me, this game gets good, especially once I'll get y'all to do the choices.

[mads_in_zero]

Sorry that there isn't much commentary on my part so far, I'm just focusing on getting to the meaningful choices.

Spoiler: The α and the ω (click to show/hide)

OST: Animus



The snowstorm was so strong, I had to lean with my hand against the wall to keep standing upright.
I used my other hand to shield my eyes from the wind and the snow.
It was freezing, I almost strained my eyes trying to stare across the distance.
I Couldn't see anything.
The entire landscape before me had been whited out.
A pure white world where all depth was lost----



I clung to the wall with both hands to regain my balance.



If I were to fall from that height, I'd be very lucky if I were to get away with just a few broken bones.



My field of vision was filled with whirling plumes of snow and the needle-like tracks it left as it blew across the roof.

Satoru: Lovely weather we're having...

The words of cynicism I spouted out were quickly carried away with the wind.



I've never liked having anything attached to my arm.
So my wristwatch was hidden away in my pocket.



It's almost 4 PM.

Satoru: It's almost time...



For an instant, a pale light cuts through the heavens.
The sound of the winter thunder shook my body to its core.
The weather continued to worsen.
There were no signs of the snowstorm easing up any time soon.

Short video

OST: N/A



Pilot: We are currently experiencing some turbulence, and kindly request that all passengers return to their seats and fasten their seatbelts.
Pilot: We'll be feeling the tremors from the turbulence in just a little while, but please rest assured this will not affect the safety of the flight.

OST: Anima



He sat next to me, completely immersed in play fighting with a plush polar bear.



: Brazilian High Kick! Brazilian High Kick!
: A Brazilian High Kick? It can only be Armada com Martelo!

I fastened his seatbelt for him.
Even then, Yuni continued to play without paying any attention to me.

Kokoro: Well, I guess he's fine...

I thought it'd be all right to leave him as he was.
There was something I wanted to do before we landed.
I took out a thick file from my bag.
I fastened my own seatbelt and laid the file in my lap.
The cover read:

OST: N/A



((Talk about mood whiplash, eh?))

I opened it to the first page.



OST: Shadow










Male Patient: The shadow... The shadow... has come...

Those would be the last words he'd ever say.
To this day, no one had yet been able to determine what those words really meant.



The patients listed as "murdered" even included an elementary student.
The patients however, were not the perpetrator's only victims. The doctors and nurses who attempted capture were also stabbed.
The casualty count was 12 dead, 19 wounded.



The motive for the crime remains unknown.
While in custody, the perpetrator remained silent throughout the whole of the investigation, never responding to the questions of the police or public prosecutors.
However, a single phrase alone was spoken, one which could be said to be something of a clue...
Right before her arrest, "she" had mumbled something as she dropped her blood stained blade.




"Her" name was Inubushi Keiko.
Her age at the time of the incident----17.
She was 19 now.
Even thought we she was a minor, a crime so brutal would normally result in a severe penalty, which she would have no way of avoiding.
However, her circumstances differed from the norm.
In the end, she was found innocent.
The final verdict of the Administration of Justice stated that Inubushi Keiko was suffering from DID (Dissociative Identity Disorder).
That is to say, multiple personalities.
"Penal Code Article 39"
1. Those suffering from insanity will not be prosecuted.
2. Those who are mentally handicapped will receive a lighter sentence.



"Specified Psychiatric Hospital for Isolation and Aegis"
Ailas----"SPHIA"----



I got on this plane for the purpose of meeting her.



OST: N/A

No matter how many times I read that file, it always makes me shiver inside.
I guess if you choose to major in criminal psychology, it'd be necessary to accept the reality of what happened objectively and calmly...
But the emotions that were burning within my chest weren't something I could easily suppress.
Without any hesitation, that girl had killed many innocent people in the cruelest, most perverse ways imaginable.
She had even taken the lives of innocent children who had never harmed a single soul.
No matter how crazy she was, I just couldn't bring myself to forgive her for what she had done.
To be honest, I was filled with an intense hatred for Inubushi Keiko.



The elementary school student murdered back then was just nine years old...
If he were still alive, he'd be right around Yuni's age now.
That thought made my chest tighten as I watched Yuni play on innocently.

((Suddenly, a scene change, no color on the text box at all...))

OST: Delusive Consciousness (Amb.)



Her tiny back trembled ever so slightly.
*sniff*... *sniff*...
She was sobbing quietly.
A young boy put his hand on her shoulder.
She glanced up at the boy with her tear-filled eyes and flung herself into his arms, embracing him tightly as if afraid he'd disappear the moment she let go.



Girl: I'm so scared...

She kept crying as she held onto hum with all her strength.
The boy gently ran his fingers through her hair.
It's okay.
He whispered softly into her ear.
There's nothing to be afraid of.
Because no matter what happens, I'll be here to protect you.

Girl: No...
Girl: That's not it...

The words left her trembling lips as she nervously shook her head.

Girl: What I'm afraid of is...



Girl: The person I'm afraid of... is myself...

Still...
I will protect you. Forever. You'll see!

Girl: That's impossible... There's no way you could... Because...
Girl: Because I... -----chan, I'll----

Her slender fingers dug deep into the boy's back.

Girl: I'll kill you too...

((And then we're back to Kokoro))




But before I could recover, the file crashed abruptly to my feet. The plane felt like it was drifting on ice.
As soon as that thought crossed my mind, the plane was once again pulled down with a frightening strength, as if it wanted to take us down to the bowels of the Earth.

((It's hard to show with screenshots, but the plane is shaking))

Screams could be heard from every direction whenever the cabin shook.



: Kokoron... I'm scared...

OST: Fear and Paranoia



I placed my arm around his shoulder and tried to calm him down.

Kokoro: You know what? Last year, over a period of just 365 days, do you know how many people died in traffic accidents in Japan?
Kokoro: Nearly 1000...
Kokoro: Earthquakes, typhoons, lightning bolts, and avalanches took 128 lives.
Kokoro: The number of people who die every year from accidents at sea is over 1000.
Kokoro: The average number of people that are murdered is 1250.
Kokoro: So, you know... compared to that, the chances of an airplane getting in an accident and crashing are...
Kokoro: 0.0001%. Do you understand what that means, Yuni-kun?
: ......
Kokoro: In short, being in the air is much safer than staying down on the ground.
Kokoro: Well? Did that calm you down?

Yuni didn't reply.
He simply buried his face in my chest as he trembled all over.

((Sceeeeeene Chaaaaaange))

OST: N/A



I checked my wristwatch.



The clock tower told the time with not a minute of deviation.
A metallic sound that was like the coarse voice of an aged man alerted me of the hour at hand.
The snow danced violently to the sound of the bell as the raging winds stirred it.
Though what I saw... were twinkling and sparkling particles of light...
An infinite number of angels dancing and rejoicing at the advent of a great gospel.

Satoru: Just wait...
Satoru: Just a little bit longer...
Satoru: Just a little bit longer... until you...



The sound of the holy bell was denied by a roar filled with rage.
The thunder continued resounding in succession: two times, three times; and the earth shook in unison each time, letting out a hateful groan.
The flashes illuminated the sky with pale light.
Then----



The shadow came up from behind me and stretched toward my feet.



((Scene change))

OST: Thanatos



The passengers, powerless to do anything, let out pitiful screams.
In the midst of it were voices crying, voices screaming, voices praying.
I looked out the window.
I wondered when we had fallen to our current altitude. The world outside had turned a muddled gray.
The tips of the airplane's wings went beyond the fog covering my field of vision.
The wings were now bending inward like a huge bow might, looking as if they could break off any second.



I pushed him into his seat and tightened his seatbelt with all my strength.

Kokoro: In case something happens, curl up like this, the way a pillbug does, okay?
: In case something happens? What something?!
: Is this airplane gonna crash?!
Kokoro: It's going to be all right.
Kokoro: Everything's going to be all right, but... just to be safe... okay?
: No, nooo! I'm scared! Kokoron! Kokoron!

Yuni clung tightly to me once more.
I forcefully pushed his soulders back against his seat and tried to calm him down again.

Kokoro: Yuni-kun! Do Onee-chan a favor and please listen to what she says!
Kokoro: Just stay there and don't leave your seat, understand?!
: Why?! Why can't I?!
: Kokoron, are you going somewhere?!
: Don't leave me! Don't leave me all alone!
Kokoro: Don't be silly, I'm not going anywhere.
Kokoro: Hey, even if I wanted to, there's nowhere else I can go now, right?
: But...
Kokoro: Come on, be a man. Don't you start crying on me like that.
Kokoro: Look, I'll hold your hand. Just like I promised, okay?

I firmly clenched Yuni's hand.
Large teardrops tumbled from Yuni's watery eyes.
For an instant, a flash of lighting rushed through the sky outside the window.
A thunderous snapping, crunching roar followed.



The file was at my feet.
The white page before my eyes was illuminated by the lightning.



((Scene Change))



I turned around, saying this as forcefully as I could.
There was the faint shadow of a person in front of the door...
However, the fierce wind and the dancing snow prevented me from seeing who it was.
Even the silhouette was impossible to make out through the thick white curtain of snow.



I called out once again.
The shadow gave no answer.
It was slowly moving closer.
Feelings of fear and distress began to grow inside of me.
I was backed up into a corner of the roof by the mysterious shadow as it slowly drew nearer and nearer.
The shadow didn't stop.



The well honed blade struck the earth.
A silhouette could be made out in the backlight----
In that instant... I finally figured out what that shadow really was...

((Scene change baby))



By now it was clear: the crew had no control over the plane.
The small craft lost its balance completely, writhing and twisting like a snake.
The lights had died. Darkness was all around. The sounds of shrieks and screams stabbed at my ears.
A maddened passenger began screaming. A strong jet of air could be felt blowing in from somewhere. The scent of oil penetrated my nose.
An the next moment----

((Scene change))



OST: N/A
















((Scene change))



In an instant, the aircraft was engulfed by ranging flames.
An ivory-colored mask fell from the ceiling...
Slowly swinging back and forth like the lifeless body of a convict who'd just been executed...
(This might be the end)
I tried to accept my coming fate.
However, in my right hand there was a small palm...
Strongly, desperately, calling for me...
(Even if it's only him that survives, I have to protect him)
(I won't let this warmth disappear from the world)

Kokoro: Get down!



Yuni: Kokoron... I'm scared... I'm scared...
Yuni: Save me... Kokoron...
Yuni: I don't want to die, I don't want to die, I don't want to die, I don't want to die...

Our altitude continued to drop.
The airplane struggled violently in a last-ditch effort at resistance.
By now the flames had reached the inside of the cabin, and, sadistically licking the ceiling, drew ever closer to our heads.

Kokoro: It's going to be all right... trust me!
Kokoro: I'll definitely protect you!

I held Yuni's hand tightly.

The plane crashes
Satoru falls from the Clock Tower

((If you're skipping the videos, please at least watch the OP. It's a good song, and important to watch))

Remember 11 OP - Little Prohpet

Spoiler: TIPs (click to show/hide)

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Spoiler: First Choices (click to show/hide)

Well, this seems like the opposite of moments after a plane crash... How odd 

OST: Scheme



An unfamiliar ceiling... the scent of a freshly-washed pillowcase...
Everything around me seemed different from the norm.
It was a bizarre feeling like I had never experienced before. A feeling that something was wrong, but I couldn't quite tell what.
Where am I...?



Some sort of room ((Deduction of the year, everybody))
A bed beneath my body.
That's about all I could figure out. Everything else remained a mystery to me.
I gathered all my strength and tried to get up from the bed I was lying on.



: Kuuuuuuu!

An intense pain immediately shot through my body.
I couldn't even understand where this pain was coming from.
Every joint in my body, my muscles, my insides... all of them were crying out in excruciating pain.
I writhed in agony.

((A cookie for whoever can guess where we are and what's going on))



The door opened and a woman rushed into the room.
She knelt down and gently helped me back into bed.



: You... don't remember?

Enduring the pain coursing through my body, I took a closer look at the woman's face.

: I'm sorry... Have we... met before?

She frowned as a confused look appeared on her face.

: Oh dear... I wonder if it's amnesia?
: ...Amnesia?
: So you really don't remember anything? About me, or this facility...



Brown skin... with ash-brown eyes...
Her features didn't give you the impression that she was a typical Japanese person.
Maybe she was half-Japanese?



: I'm really sorry.
: It's all right, you have nothing to apologize for. You probably hit your head. ((And also every other major body part, judging by the pain))
: Falling from as high up as you did, it's no wonder.

OST: Paranoia

Falling----?!
A shiver ran down my spine as that word left her mouth.



The plane filled with agonized screams, the terrible explosion, the scorching crimson flames, the thick black smoke...
And that tiny palm I held in my right hand...
The palm pleading desperately for my help...

: Kokoron... I'm scared... I'm so scared...
: Help me... Kokoron...



I threw off the blanket and jumped up from the bed.
But the next moment----

: Aah, uu, uuuuuugh... ((These sounds of pain look less silly when they're actually voice acted, trust me))

A scorching pain once again ran through my body, draining any remaining strength it had left.
And once again, I collapsed back onto the bed.



: Can't you see your body isn't ready to move yet?

That look of hers, filled with love and affection, reminded me of the Virgin Mary.
A gentle smile, so kind, so beautiful. A smile so charming, it even made me slightly jealous of her.
She carefully ticked me back into bed.
Amazingly when the palm of her hand touched my neck, the pain and anxiety started to subside.

: Excuse me, could you please tell me... What happened to the boy sitting beside me?
: Beside you? What do you mean, "beside you"? ((Well, that's an odd response))
: The plane... the plane that crashed. There should have been a boy sitting beside me.
: He was eleven years old. His name was... Kusuda Yuni.



: What is this...?
: ...eh?
: How would you know about him?
: What do you mean by how...
: A boy named "Kusuda Yuni" just happened to be sitting in the seat behind me...

(("That's enough! Everyone knows boys don't exist!"))



: What are you people plotting?!

Plotting? "You people"?
I couldn't understand what she was saying.
When our eyes met again, her expression had become cold and stiff as she stared at me sharply.
There was no longer any trace of that Mary-like countenance to be seen anywhere on her face.

: Who... who are you?! Why are you really here?!

"Why am I here?"... that's what I'd like to know.
But "who am I?"... well, at least that's one question I can probably answer.
I was intimidated by her coercive attitude, but I was able to lift my body and start talking to her.



: I was one of the passengers on a plane that crashed...



: Stop messing around! There are some things you shouldn't joke about! ((What a mysterious sentence...))

The woman's voice had become hoarse.
Her fingers and hands shook as if an anger that filled her to the brim had finally boiled over.
I was dumbfounded, with no idea as to what was going on.
Just what had struck a nerve with her?
Was she hurt by something I said?

: I see... so this was all a trick, wasn't it?
: All those odd things you had said a while ago made me curious at first, but that was just part of your act, wasn't it?
: Don't make me laugh! Are you supposed to be a medium or shaman performing a channeling or something?
: If you were going to put on such a cheap act, wouldn't it have been better if you had just asked me straight out, right from the start?
: You... you know everything, don't you?
: Um...

I boldly opened my mouth.

: I think that you're probably misunderstanding something.
: Please just stop already! Stop with this shameless act of yours!
: But I'm not acting at all.
: Then what are you planning?!
: Why would you use that name, 'Fuyukawa Kokoro"...
: Because... because, that's my real name.
: I'm a third year at the Kyumeikan Women's University, Fuyukawa Kokoro!
: I was on an airplane going to Wakkanai when an accident happened...



: How could you possibly be "Fuyukawa Kokoro"?!

She declared firmly.
Face distorted in agony...
Tears of desperation welling in her beautiful ash-brown eyes...

: But...

As I was still trying hard to hang on and gather my own strength, she hit me with something I had in no way expected.

OST: N/A



OST: Delusive Consciousness (Amb.)

: ...Eh?
: You're still trying to play dumb, even now?
: The girl named Fuyukawa Kokoro is no longer in this world!

((Drinking game; Take a sip whenever they say Fuyukawa Kokoro))

: She's dead! But of course, you should already know that... right?
: No...

Dead...? What did she mean by "dead"...?
I was right here, wasn't I...?
I was still alive. Right here. Right now, wasn't I...
I was pretty certain I was still alive----
But why would she make up a lie like that...?
Yes, a lie... she must have been lying...
But even as I thought that, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't fight off the chill creeping up my back.
I couldn't find a single word to say. My mind went completely blank.



: If you really want to put one over on me, I hope you'll at least try to do a better job of it!



: Ah, there is one thing I wanted to say, though...

She stopped at the door, then turned around and continued.

: Now that things have come this far, I have no intention of stopping with my plan.
: So don't you dare get in my way...

In those quiet words she left behind, amongst other things, I could feel a distinct sense of sadness.





There were a lot of things I wanted to think through.
However, I didn't know where to start, and I definitely didn't have enough information to make sense of it all.
I don't know anything yet...
Where am I? Is Yuni safe? Who is that woman?
If I ever wanted to find out, I couldn't just stay here, alone with my thoughts.
I dragged my injured body out of the room.

OST: Scheme



A modern dining table and a set of rather uncomfortable-looking chairs.
Looking around, I notice and induction cooker and a deep sink.



A sofa of clean, simple design stood in the center, and a huge plasma screen took up the wall.
A spacious room with a high ceiling and a window. At first, it gave off an air of freedom...
Its straight, sharp lines, however, make you feel a sense of tension and strain there.
There are no signs of "life" in this "living area," not is there any warmth.

: Just what is this place...?

I had expected to see hospital trolleys everywhere, but it seems I was mistaken.
Now that I think about it, I haven't seen any medical equipment since I stepped out of the room I woke up in.
This place isn't a hospital.
But if it isn't a hospital, what is it?





I was becoming more curious by the moment.
I wandered around the room aimlessly, inspecting it more closely.
There was a window in the kitchen.
The window spanned the length of the wall, from the floor to the ceiling.
Beyond the window spread a darkness darker than black...
Occasionally, sparkling lights could be seen floating downward: most likely snow.
There wasn't much more to be seen from that window, except for the reflection of the room I was in.



I say "something resembling a computer" because there was no actual computer anywhere to be seen.
A seventeen-inch display monitor, a keyboard, and a mouse are all that stands on the slick white desk.
The cables from the equipment made their way under the flooring.



In the corner of the kitchen, there's also a staircase with a handrail leading somewhere downward.



Although, with that said, this image is most likely far from perfect.
That woman I saw before seems to have disappeared.
My joints produce sharp bursts of pain whenever I move, but I don't feel like returning to the room I woke up in.
I decided to...

And here, finally we have the first choice of the game! I'll set up a poll, so you can all vote on the first choice of action.

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