Alastair woke up sitting on a bench in a boat making its way toward an island. He wasn’t sure, but it felt like his hands were chained behind his back. He looked around, feeling the choppy waves underneath him, but saw little through the rain falling around him. It fell enough in front of his face that he expected he was wearing a hat with a brim, and he could see he was wearing a long rough spun white robe.

What the…?! He thought to himself. Several other passengers sat around him, and he tried to listen in, although the rain prevented him from hearing them clearly. This feels like a cut scene.

Alastair mentally engaged his interface to log out.

Log out unavailable during cutscenes without losing progress. Logout? Yes/No?

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He mentally chose “yes” and his world faded to black again.

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Alastair woke in a boat making its way toward an island. Damnit! Logout.

Log out unavailable during cutscenes without losing progress. Logout? Yes/No?

Wait. No. The prompt disappeared. He had an idea. Skip cutscene.

Skip cutscene? Yes/No?

Mentally, he selects Yes.

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Alastair wakes up on a pier in the city. It looks dark and gloomy. Rain falls around him, but less so than on the boat. Looking around, he sees the boat tied up to the pier, and several others are talking around him. He doesn’t recognize anyone. Logout!

Logout? Yes/No?

Yes! Get me out of here. Alastair’s world faded to black once again.