Alan Wake (
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asgardeventide2012-06-24 10:25 pm
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004 ✎ Fourth Manuscript ✎ Audio
'--the way the streets were made, it was like charcoal on paper. Grey, bland. The city had been ill for such a long time, that many didn't believe that it could ever be cured.'
[The feed cuts in on what sounds like Alan talking, and if you listen close, it's a familiar story.]
'With little hope but to bring in others, the ones who ran the city pulled them from their times. It was a conundrum waiting to happen. To give them a specific request: "Paint the city, or lose your home worlds in the process."
What they didn't want to tell was the great war that was coming.'
[A long pause. Alan sighs. And then, suddenly, you hear him throw things off a table nearby, frustrated. There's a few kicks and some frustrated shouts of anger before he says something that's coherent.]
No. No no no! It doesn't sound right! That's not... no, it should be easier after Bright Falls! Alice--! [More papers being shoved, more violent sounds, more angrily tossing things. He might've just flipped a table too. WHOOPS.
Someone help pls. He needs to be calmed down, badly.]
[The feed cuts in on what sounds like Alan talking, and if you listen close, it's a familiar story.]
'With little hope but to bring in others, the ones who ran the city pulled them from their times. It was a conundrum waiting to happen. To give them a specific request: "Paint the city, or lose your home worlds in the process."
What they didn't want to tell was the great war that was coming.'
[A long pause. Alan sighs. And then, suddenly, you hear him throw things off a table nearby, frustrated. There's a few kicks and some frustrated shouts of anger before he says something that's coherent.]
No. No no no! It doesn't sound right! That's not... no, it should be easier after Bright Falls! Alice--! [More papers being shoved, more violent sounds, more angrily tossing things. He might've just flipped a table too. WHOOPS.
Someone help pls. He needs to be calmed down, badly.]
[video]
His room is a mess, papers all over the floor, Alan sitting on the bed with his face in his hands, going over his forehead in exasperation.]
I just want to have things be... normal, I guess.
[video]
[He gives his best reassuring smile.]
We all do...but we have to work through whatever obstacles come in our way. Don't try to fight it. It'll just make you doubt yourself more.
[video]
If I don't, I won't get over it. I've been stuck in this writer's block for three years.