The Blending Chamber (Part 1)

"My bag… it’s stuck!"

(Scene: A dim, industrial Robot Recycling Plant. The air is thick with the hum of machinery. YOU, a 9-year-old boy, have fallen asleep while cleaning the massive blades in the Blending Chamber, exhausted from the labor.)

Tat: Po! Wake up! The blades—they’re starting to move!

You: (Groggy, confused) What… Tat?

Tat: The blades! Get out—now!

You: My bag… it’s stuck!

(The ocarina in your bag—the last gift from your Mother—is caught on the machinery.)

Tat: I’ll get it!

(Tat rushes forward, shoving you out of the way.)

Tat: Go! Wait outside!

(You stumble back toward the exit, but your eyes stay fixed on Tat, desperate to save the bag. Tat struggles with it, his face twisted in concentration.)

(→ Continue to The Blending Chamber (Part 2))

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