[...well then. Edna wakes up in her room and at first it feels like everything's the same. Or more precisely that the last few hours were a dream. The Observatory is far behind her-- it's like she was never there. But she knew better. She'd fought for her life but it wasn't enough. The proof was in the way the view around her glitches every so often.
She wanders from her room and slowly begins to walk through the town. If she's honest, she's looking for the others... at least... the ones that she might be able to see now. The others... she's not sure how much she can do for them now.
Eventually she also takes a look in the observatory.
...that sure is her own body. But all she says is--] They really smashed it good, didn't they?
[She's upset about the guitar more than herself. Although... she's frustrated.]
Thursday
She wanders from her room and slowly begins to walk through the town. If she's honest, she's looking for the others... at least... the ones that she might be able to see now. The others...
she's not sure how much she can do for them now.
Eventually she also takes a look in the observatory.
...that sure is her own body. But all she says is--] They really smashed it good, didn't they?
[She's upset about the guitar more than herself. Although... she's frustrated.]
Even though I said I'd try to make it...