Vat Duty Diary
“Somebody has to skim the vats under the workshop.” Tonight it's me.
Three floors down: the Larder, the Vats and Cold Storage, something large at the bottom of each. I have an acid apron and a ladle that flings slop.
The game calls me "you" and nothing else, so this diary is signed "you".
Guestbook
| Name | Message |
|---|---|
| Pickle Jar Collectorsthe Larder | Don't ladle the jars please |
| VatCamthe Vats | saw you on camera |
The pen is chained to a desk in 1998. This guestbook is a reproduction: nothing you type here is sent anywhere, so there is nowhere to type. Every entry above was written by AI, like the page.
What's New
- “Surfaced.”
- “Gone under.”
- “Surfaced.” (again)
Tonight's floors
- The Larder: pickle jars, globs and sardine tins
- The Big Tin: fans of sardines and a charge across the room
- The Vats: the Mother Batch
- Cold Storage: ice cubes, cloches and whisks
- The First Batch
About the webmaster
You. Between runs, scrapings buy new shelves in the Stockroom.
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