#true artifact

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A miniature game console. Active. A slot absent of any game program. The screen however shows an image. A man disheveled with a shattered mask. Made of glass or ceramic it's hard to say. He's heaving, throbbing on the ground, a hand curling - digging into a impenetrable floor judging from the remnants being left behind. His face can't be seen. His head is at an unfortunate angle.

A count down has appeared, the screen asking to continue?

The buttons do not respond.

The screen blackens before the counter concludes.

Will have to keep an eye out for any pieces that should accompany this device. This has all the hallmarks of a true artifact but inaccessible in it's current state.

With the device shut down a violent heat emanates outward and a guttural whirling shakes and howls with nothing to indicate where the exhaust is.

This lasts for 5 seconds and it's cold once more.

A message is carved onto a side asking 'Can you outrun the breath in your lungs?' Hm. Well the answer seems obvious though it couldn't be that straight forward - the question is pointless if it were.

"This moment always stayed within, there was never need for any recovery. Look at the questions in the eyes trying to take form witnessing an answer that's understood but unread."

"Surprised the teacher didn't go off about being out of the seat. Maybe creeped out by the thousand yard stare in a 8 year old. Think they'd be use to it."

"That's more than likely why there was no reprimand back then." "Do you remember what was said?"

"None of that hippy pussy shit."

"Take off ten or thirteen years and add a misplaced southern accent in-between the midwest jargon and there's little difference."

"I think that ribbon is either gone or moldy in that little metal box. What an ugly little creature to shit on a child for being proud of themselves for the first time in their life."

"I? Their?"

"I'm angry. Piss off. The air here is too salty and humid."

"Yea, it's distressing. This place has been out of sorts for a long time - horribly neglected but what wasn't in all this time since then."

"Everyone knows the fight was fixed."

"Everyone wants a box of chocolates."

"No not really, some just take the box not knowing what to do."

"Yes that's how it goes."

"Some don't trust the box unless it was earned."

"Yes. That's how it goes."

"Some will bare their teeth and back into a corner that was never really there."

"Yes this has been covered in several gatherings this is how it always goes why keep playing the scratched record."

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"is the waiting for the moon to change? Another attempt for the rabbit or the hare?"