{
(track: 'wisp','play','loop',true)
}
There is a radio tower out in the wood. Sometimes, when a tower stands near a highway or some other human settlement, the builders will disquise it, let it masquerade as a tree. The builders did not do that here.
[[->->2]] This tower stands, in a clearing stolen from the trees, in vibrant red and white. In the sunlight, it would gleam and shine. It is not sunny.
[[->->3]]Its gloomy, and the night is crawling at the edges of the sky. Its dark now, It'll be darker soon.
[[->->4]]
The dark doesn't bother you, you've been in the dark before. The tower bothers you, the sight of it causes an ache in your chest you've only known from stress, from anxiety, from missing a girl you only knew for 6 months but became your whole world. She's never going to talk to you again.
[[You sit and listen to the music]]
{
(track: 'wisp', 'stop')
}
<img src='./images/Radio.png' width="600" height="600"/>
I'm so sorry, but its true.
(text-rotate-z:10)[She's not going to come back,
and even if she did...]
(text-rotate-z:-5)
[[->->6]]
{
(track: 'wire','play','loop',true)
}
<img src='./images/Radio.png' width="600" height="600"/>
You deserve better.
wisp: ./audio/wisp.mp3
wire: ./audio/wire.mp3[[There is a radio tower... ->There is a radio tower]]<img src='./images/Radio.png' width="600" height="600"/>
[[It's pleasant out here.->You sit and listen to the music]]
(if: not (track: 'wisp', 'isplaying'))[
[[She's not coming back]]
]