Liberty

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<<audio "start" play>> At the edge of your town, a salt mine rings with activity. The rising dust pillows in an extradimentional arc, turning the mountain into a spaceship. The women who crack the geodes wear masks of pink almond flour sacks. A woman lays in the puddle of the starcamp, salt like fingerprints over the [[nausea]] on her skin.

<<audio "start" stop>> <<audio "nausea" play>> She grows rotten as you watch her, globs of well-seasoned mucus falling from the sides of her tongue like grape jelly. [[Dustcreep]] clings to the membranes of her body, coiling them hollow.

<<audio "nausea" stop>> <<audio "dustcreep" play>> Dustcreep is an Angel disease. It is called an Angel disease because you can only contract it in the pursuit of [[helping others]]. It is the ultimate punishment for having a [[body that can feel]].

<<audio "regenerate" stop>> <<audio "molasseslook" stop>> <<audio "dustcreep" stop>> <<audio "helpingothers" play>> The woman fixes you with a [[molasses look.]] Does she wonder what you're doing here? What you can help? What your purpose is? She signs to you, movements oily. [[You are new here?]]

<<audio "dustcreep" stop>> <<audio "body" play>> A Body that can Feel is a rare disease in itself. The Feeling leeches a kind of paracetamol like hypodermic needle into your liver, corroding the inner mechanics and forcing it to constantly [[regenerate]].

<<audio "body" stop>> <<audio "regenerate" play>> The amount of [[energy|helping others]] that takes is not healthy.

<><<audio "bare" stop>> <<audio "startquartz" stop>> <<audio "change" stop>> <<audio "sortingmachine" stop>> <<audio "sugarsilk" stop>> <<audio "dangerous" stop>> <<audio "catatonic" stop>> <<audio "infectious" stop>> <<audio "lookingup" stop>> <<audio "again" stop>> <<audio "tiringproductive" stop>> <<audio "yeah" stop>> <<audio "leave" stop>> <<audio "world" stop>> <<audio "helpingothers" stop>> <<audio "newhere" play>><> Who are you? You are an [[engineer]] sent to expand the mine, spiral it downward in a faux-iron mass of plastic rubbed with metal filings. You are being paid. You are a [[researcher]] studying Angel diseases. You have a government stipend. You are a young woman. You have no other choice but to [[dig salt]].

<<audio "helpingothers" stop>> <<audio "molasseslook" play>> You realize a woman behind her is digging graves. She opens the salty earth with the weight of her shoulders and pours the sand over crystals she can't see because she was [[blinded by their shards|helping others]] many years earlier. She measures the height of the graves by climbing inside them. The woman on the ground before you seems to grow more syrupy with each shovel strike.

<<audio "hollygrove" stop>> <<audio "newhere" stop>> <<audio "engineer" play>> The woman sighs from her bones. She presses her tongue back into her mouth and tells you sugar is seeding over from the [[holly grove]], puzzling into the cracks in the salt and turning it sweet. She doesn't want you to [[fix it]]. She's just letting you know.

<<audio "newhere" stop>> <<audio "shedding" stop>> <<audio "researcher" play>> The woman gulps and you can see the jelly swell in her throat. You offer a hand and she swats you away, ducking back into the mine, [[shedding]] as she goes. You're left spineless at the [[entrance]].

<<audio "newhere" stop>> <<audio "digsalt" play>> The woman takes your hand in both of hers, rubbing your knuckles with her thumb. She tells you she's sorry, but she's happy to have you. She's one of the oldest women here, one who's managed to survive the longest, despite her Body. The women call her [[Anemone]].

<<audio "engineer" stop>> <<audio "hollygrove" play>> Holly threaded her bones into the earth when she was thirteen, and from her marrow a tentacle-clasp of thorns forced the landscape to succumb, terraforming the rocky earth surrounding the mines. She is the holly grove; she sweetens the hurricanes with berries and the mines with crystal heartfloss. The people who own the mine fear that her thornbeams, her glacial kindness, lurk underground, rotting the salt, composing a harmony. [[They play louder.|engineer]]

<<audio "engineer" stop>> <<audio "fixit" play>> You can hear the holly grove sprawling from here. You can't imagine seeing the stars from the center. But you were sent to [[fix]] and fix you must do.

<><<audio "shinedquartz" stop>> <<audio "sortspace" stop>> <<audio "closed" stop>> <<audio "spiderlegs" stop>> <<audio "fixit" stop>> <<audio "fix" play>><> The center of the mine is an impaled spire, crawled through with jagged spears of non-salt stone, crescents of softly shined [[quartz|shined quartz]]. Surrounding the spire are [[spiderlegs]] of tunnels striking down into the dirt, de-veining the saltscum ground. One of the legs is the [[sortspace]], where the conglomerate of sugar and salt and quartz and dirt and oil become their pure hallowed instruments, culled into spiralized jars sold out of the palms of [[weeping hands]].

<<audio "fix" stop>> <<audio "shinedquartz" play>> A woman runs a rag over the surface of the gemstone, though so sharp and jagged in places in cuts her palm. Her eyes are [[closed]]. When she is done, another woman moves up to take her place. The places where the stone is clean, bloodless, oilless, spotless, it strikes with [[harsh light|fix]].

<<audio "shinedquartz" stop>> <<audio "closed" play>> Quartz is their state-sanctioned meditation, their hard-won unstaining. The time they harmonize the earth they've chipped away. They're told it's good for the soil, it's good for the soul, [[it's good for|fix]]...

<<audio "fix" stop>> <<audio "fineneedle" stop>> <<audio "spiderlegs" play>> The spiderlegs stretch like the fingers of a hand plunged into the ground, warm wind swelling up from the delicately contaminated groundwater punctured by the women's picks. A few of the legs have begun to drown, sinking like children into the well. Bugs birthed from the water stick to the sugar from the holly grove and pierce into the solid rock, contaminating it with [[red silk|fix]] injected from the [[fine needle]] suspended between their jaws.

<<audio "licking" stop>> <<audio "fix" stop>> <<audio "sortspace" play>> A room like the hull of a ship embeds itself in one of the [[spiderlegs|fix]], populated with posters of [[granules]] and women [[licking their hands]].

<<audio "fix" stop>> <<audio "debris" stop>> <<audio "weepinghands" play>> Throughout this stillhome, there are the women. They crush the geodes into wheelbarrow shards; they sift through the [[debris]], until it is pristine in pieces; they clean and save and warm and decompose. They hold out. They keep surfaces alive. [[How will you fix them?]]

<><<audio "weepinghands" stop>> <<audio "bare" stop>> <<audio "startquartz" stop>> <<audio "change" stop>> <<audio "sortingmachine" stop>> <<audio "sugarsilk" stop>> <<audio "dangerous" stop>> <<audio "howfix" play>><> You will fix the [[water]] in the mines. You will fix the [[mines themselves]]. You will fix the [[sortspace|sortspace2]]. You will fix the [[sugar]]. You will fix the [[women]] and their quartz.

<<audio "spiderlegs" stop>> <<audio "fineneedle" play>> When those needles discover purchase on the scrubbed flesh of the women, the red silk leaves welts like battery diodes over the lengths of their limbs, hard cherries beneath their skin which spark with heat and leave them scarred and immobile. There is [[no cure|spiderlegs]].

<<audio "water" stop>> <<audio "profitable" play>> Red silk makes red scarves, red ties, the red seat covers to red automobiles. You draw up plans to expand the known groundwater reservoir into a kind of dome, the roof lined with sugar seeds and lines of twine. New women arrive to work the reservoir, stripping the [[sugar silk]] from the ceiling by suspending themselves from hooks. They wear leather armor, dreading the day they receive their final needlestick.

<<audio "water" stop>> <<audio "dangerous" play>> That silk damages the salt and the women who chip the salt. Destiny demand it gone. You call in carpenters and cement mixers. The carpenters build a deck over the groundwater, and the cement coats it so none can escape. You brush off your hands after your good work. The salt is no longer contaminated by silk. The women no longer get welts and become immobile. You leave them plunging their picks into the ground. The woman you met before, the victim of Dustcreep, cannot be called a survivor. [[Return to the last choice.|How will you fix them?]] [[Return to the first choice.|You are new here?]]

<<audio "howfix" stop>> <<audio "minesthemselves" play>> This was your initial task, to expand the mines downward, steeping salt and sugar into the groundwater, rigging the women to axe their prey weightless. You circle the area, inspecting each wall, each well, each winding shaft, in pursuit of your grand goal. You notice the [[women watching you]]. You feel a chill. In a few months, you draw up the plans for [[change]].

<<audio "howfix" stop>> <<audio "water" play>> What is wrong with the water? The red silk those bugs make is [[profitable]]. You need to expand where the bugs propagate. But that red silk is [[dangerous]] to your main product. You need to seal up the water and force the bugs to a different breeding ground.

<<audio "howfix" stop>> <<audio "fear" stop>> <<audio "sortspace2" play>> The sortspace should be automated, efficiency increased, human hand erased. The women will no longer grey and redden from licking their fingertips, sorting morsel after morsel of tender crystal. You devise a [[sorting machine]]. You install it with the women looking from the entrance to the cavern, their fingernails cracked beneath their teeth. What do they [[fear]]?

<<audio "howfix" stop>> <<audio "women" play>> How do you fix them? How do you fix centuries of the systemic culling of natural freedom? How do you take your hammer and chisel to a power structure, to a pyramid of disenfranchisement built on back after back of women by hand after hand of men? You can [[start with the quartz]].

<<audio "sortspace" stop>> [img[https://i.imgur.com/CMbfo5i.png]] [[{ }|sortspace]]

<<audio "sortspace" stop>> <<audio "licking" play>> You can tell the salt-pluckers from the sugar-scrubbers by their pallor. The salt-pluckers pale to a faint, translucent gray, easily nauseous. The sugar-scrubbers have glossy, bloated faces and cracked tongues. They [[fear|sortspace]] loud noises. The quartz-cullers have chipped teeth.

<<audio "debris" play>> <<audio "weepinghands" stop>> Debris of salt and sugar, of holy crystal, of broken tools, of [[other women|weeping hands]].

<<audio "minesthemselves" stop>> <<audio "watching" play>> They send bolts into your bones, parading icicles. You do not belong there, they decided. You are a hazard, a sinking ship in a shallow pond, you threaten ecosystem, basic hygiene. You see the woman from earlier, the one with Dustcreep, slink down into the sortspace, rub elbows and whisper to other women with sick-pale skin. You do not see her a [[week later|change]].

<<audio "watching" stop>> <<audio "minesthemselves" stop>> <<audio "change" play>> The first change is the depth. Tumbling into the earth, the excavators careen through all crystal in their way. Every woman becomes a sorter, smearing their fingers through piles of matter, sifting and crumbling and splattering dust. One of the drills strikes a new water source, hot and molten. The water sweeps through the mines, fogging the polished quartz, dissolving into sweet saline. The women who cannot leave, drown. The women who can leave, starve. You receive a severance package. [[Return to the last choice.|How will you fix them?]] [[Return to the first choice.|You are new here?]]

<<audio "profitable" stop>> <<audio "sugarsilk" play>> The bugs propagate to enormous size, hundreds of thousands of them swarming the ceiling, spilling out into the mine to eat, returning to the water to breed. The salt becomes an inedible hive of silk. The bugs chase out the few mobile women left. Before long the holly and the silk battle for dominance of the landscape, massive needlebugs like fat kings on thrones of sugar. You receive a severance package. [[Return to the last choice.|How will you fix them?]] [[Return to the first choice.|You are new here?]]

<<audio "howfix" stop>> <<audio "sugar" play>> You receive a permit to have a controlled burn of the holly grove. The women crown the top of the mine, gazing out as you go about your work. They hold their quartz-rags, and appear to cry. Holly was thirteen. You light the initial burst from behind a blast screen. The firestarter pops and peels the grove open, smoke rising like [[howling dogs]].

<<audio "sugar" stop>> <<audio "howlingdogs" play>> There is an inherent scream to the process. A shrill moan. The berries and leaves of the holly slough off. Then the thorns. The threaded bark of the curved vines. They burn to reveal perfectly transparent sugar underneath. A sculpture flowing like nuclear glass over the landscape. The women weep. The bones of Holly, the bones of Holly. She is [[bare]] in the earth.

<<audio "howlingdogs" stop>> <<audio "bare" play>> Over weeks, the sugar melts, paving the landscape in a sweet icefield. This is Her glacial kindness, Her angelical understanding. The mine becomes coated in the liquid, becomes sealed like an antechamber. The women with Dustcreep remain inside. The women diseaseless watch listlessly from the outside, as the Dustcreep turns them to liquid, then to crystal. The sugar is impenetrable. The mine is forever coffined in sweet. You receive a severance package. [[Return to the last choice.|How will you fix them?]] [[Return to the first choice.|You are new here?]]

<<audio "sortspace2" stop>> <<audio "sortingmachine" play>> Metal fingers serenade with the scrape of iron on stone, grinding down the corroded folding tables holding bins of salt inches deep. It spins like a moth, rolling through incantations, beeping salt, sugar, quartz, salt, sugar. The machine is quick, quicker than the most experienced salt-plucker. The women break their backs to keep up, to keep fattening the machine with more and more crystalmeal. Eventually the women who chip the walls of the mine into fine gradations, fed like spools of ribbon between the machine's fingers, become machines as well, exoskeletons with lightguns that pierce the crystal caverns in goreless arrays. Tessellations of stone cascade to the ground and more tiny machines sweep and corral them into boxes for the sorting machines. The mines no longer hum with life. You don't know where the women went. You are paid handsomely. [[Return to the last choice.|How will you fix them?]] [[Return to the first choice.|You are new here?]]

<<audio "sortspace2" stop>> <<audio "fear" play>> Fearful? More like entranced, [[entranced|sortspace2]], entranced, entranced, erased, entranced.

<<audio "women" stop>> <<audio "startquartz" play>> You put in an order to harvest the quartz. Your bosses are skeptical, but you obtain a partnership with a watch company. They say the women's quartz is very high-quality. They like the bloodwashed look. In a few months, the quartz spikes jutting through the pillar are cut into flat sheets and imbedded in thin gold watches, where they vibrate with manmade frequency. The women wring their rags and ask what to do, then, with their time, the time that they aren't carving rock or sorting mineral. You told them they could rest. They said, really? Really? They are more productive with this new break system implemented. You are paid handsomely. [[Return to the last choice.|How will you fix them?]] [[Return to the first choice.|You are new here?]]

<<audio "researcher" stop>> <<audio "hollygrove" stop>> <<audio "entrance" play>> You enter the mine unescorted. You know the layout, the sortspace and the spiderlegs curling into the ground. You know the [[holly grove|grove2]] that threads the cavern with sugar, spoiling the salt. You know this is a breeding ground for Angel disease. What you don't know is why. You call an [[assembly]] of diseased women. Your mere presence gives you that authority.

<<audio "researcher" stop>> <<audio "shedding" play>> You collect some of the offage--balls of sweat and hair congealed into sweet jam, sheets of skin like reptile scales--into plastic evidence bags that you store in your backpack. If only you could get some [[blood|researcher]] too.

<<audio "entrance" stop>> <<audio "hollygrove" play>> Holly threaded her bones into the earth when she was thirteen, and from her marrow a tentacle-clasp of thorns forced the landscape to succumb, terraforming the rocky earth surrounding the mines. She is the holly grove; she sweetens the hurricanes with berries and the mines with crystal heartfloss. The people who own the mine fear that her thornbeams, her glacial kindness, lurk underground, rotting the salt, composing a harmony. [[They play louder.|entrance]]

Go around and search for diseased women individually--you meet more women but have no opportunity to make a real change?

<<audio "entrance" stop>> <<audio "assembly" play>> Only three women gather at the entrance to the mine, each visibly diseased. The first woman you met is there, shuffling from foot to foot, still rotting. She is the oldest of the three, the stringiest hair, the bleakest gaze. The one on her left appears buttery soft, melting in the breeze. The one on her right peels film, limp moth wings of mucus, from over her eyes so that she can see. You ask them [[questions]].

<><<audio "develop" stop>> <<audio "assembly" stop>> <<audio "symptoms" stop>> <<audio "whatyouhad" stop>> <<audio "treatments" stop>> <<audio "prescriptions" stop>> <<audio "questions" play>><> What are your [[symptoms]]? When did your symptoms [[develop]]? When did you first realize [[what you had]] was an Angel disease? What [[treatments]] have you received? What [[prescriptions]] are you taking? Do you [[know]]?

<<audio "questions" stop>> <<audio "melting" stop>> <<audio "dreamfluid" stop>> <<audio "mucusmembranes" stop>> <<audio "symptoms" play>> All viscera in my body has become pink and purple. It creeps up my throat and fills my mouth like [[dreamfluid]], globbing down my chin and off my tongue into my hands. My sweat is the same. It dries to my skin and peels the hair off my body. My flesh is no longer solid. All my fat and muscle, my bones and cartilage, are moldable by hand, sliding around my body and rippling like the surface of a lake whenever I step. Every night I must remold my shape, as I slowly sink to the earth during the day, [[melting]] in the sun and from the heat bouncing around the depths of the crystals. My body constantly generates excess material. Every morning I must break myself out of an epithelial prison, cracking through the sticky exterior like a pearl from an oyster. [[Mucus membranes]] generate the most. [[Wow.|questions]]

<<audio "questions" stop>> <<audio "develop" play>> Sixteen years ago. Eight months ago. Four years ago. We are each expected to die any time. [[Wow.|questions]]

<<audio "questions" stop>> <<audio "whatyouhad" play>> The first time I nearly choked on pink slime. The first time I couldn't understand my own form. The first time I found a new tooth growing in my mouth, piercing my lower lip. [[Wow.|questions]]

<<audio "questions" stop>> <<audio "treatments" play>> Treatments? [[...|questions]]

<<audio "questions" stop>> <<audio "prescriptions" play>> Prescriptions? [[...|questions]]

<<audio "questions" stop>> <<audio "know" play>> Why you became [[angels]]?

<<audio "symptoms" stop>> <<audio "melting" play>> I do not remember what my body is supposed to look like. I have remolded and reformed [[my face|symptoms]] so many times. I am worried one day I will no longer have one.

<<audio "symptoms" stop>> <<audio "dreamfluid" play>> I have to sleep on my stomach in a massage chair, open mouth, viscera draining from my throat all night. So that I do not [[choke and drown|symptoms]].

<<audio "symptoms" stop>> <<audio "mucusmembranes" play>> I am constantly crying, constantly sniffling, constantly [[wet|symptoms]]. No one will touch me.

<<audio "know" stop>> <<audio "you" stop>> <<audio "know2" stop>> <<audio "why" stop>> <<audio "angels" play>> [[You]] know why. You [[know|know2]] why. You know [[why]]. [[You know why.]]

<<audio "angels" stop>> <<audio "you" play>> It was a performance, wax doll. Sweet words. Glass skin. I spun pirouette, little music box, for hours and hours, singing grace. Only my throat was valuable, so I cut it out and gave it to them. Sick dreamhouse wished me well, well, well, there I was. Violet tears, violet slobber, pink insides. They wanted sweetness perfection blue eyes pale skin smile smile smile and I [[gave it to them|angels]].

<<audio "angels" stop>> <<audio "know2" play>> It was a performance, dressing mannequin. Butterfly bites. Vomiting out of sight. Paint splatter on the pristine pulsing surface of my heart so they could wrap my bones, my delicate tendrils of flesh up so tight, so pretty there under gaze I was theirs, given like a Christmas sleigh parked streetside. Will they sew someone's face over mine? [[I hope so|angels]].

<<audio "angels" stop>> <<audio "why" play>> It was a performance, vinyl girl. Benefit of the doubt. Second chances. Three AM burgers eaten at three PM, twelve hands clasped, all in warmth. They call to ask if I'm open. My home, my wallet, my body. I peel off flakes of myself and give it all away. Then work to make more. Then [[give it all|angels]] away.

<<audio "angels" stop>> <<audio "youknowwhy" play>> An itch runs up your spine and you beg yourself not to feel, not to be contaminated, not to undergo that metamorphosis that will remind you that you are powerless. Your bones vibrate, change places, stiffen until you are the tallest in the room, neck forced erect. The three women rush to your side. They hug you and cry for you and wail no child, do not feel, do not feel for us or you will become us, [[you become us]]. But there is [[nothing wrong]] with them. You've studied them long enough to know that. You willfully hold your head tall.

<<audio "youknowwhy" stop>> <<audio "youbecomeus" play>> You felt this a long time coming, the quiet creaking of your bones, spinning like mobiles. The marrow cries into your bloodstream, making you nauseous. But you have [[work to do|nothing wrong]].

<><<audio "youknowwhy" stop>> <<audio "youbecomeus" stop>> <<audio "catatonic" stop>> <<audio "infectious" stop>> <<audio "lookingup" stop>> <<audio "again" stop>> <<audio "nothingwrong" play>><> How do you heal them? [[Drugs.]] [[Therapy.]] [[Surgery.]] No, they are [[perfect]].

<<audio "nothingwrong" stop>> <<audio "drugs" play>> You have just the thing! From your backpack, you produce a small prescription bottle, classic orange plastic wrapped in paper with smeared writing. The women hold out their hands. You tap six blue pills into each of their palms. [[Drink up!]]

<<audio "nothingwrong" stop>> <<audio "therapy" play>> You have just the thing! You start having group therapy sessions. The four of you get together and talk, mediate, discuss. More women join as the therapy appears to be helping. The oldest woman produces less slime, the moldable woman becomes more solid, the oyster woman piles on fewer layers each day. Things are [[looking up]].

<<audio "nothingwrong" stop>> <<audio "surgery" play>> You have just the thing! You schedule a quick surgery for each of the women. New research was published last year, confirming that people could be surgically severed from their feelings. The publisher of the study is still looking for more participants. Without a Body that can Feel, there is [[no Angel disease]].

<<audio "nothingwrong" stop>> <<audio "perfect" play>> Of course they are. There is no reason to treat Angel disease. They did not infect themselves, and if the root of the tree is not excised, they will never stop being infected. You tell them there is nothing you can do for them, for any of you. They say they know. It is not just your problem. They cannot stop helping others. They enjoy it. It keeps the world spinning. If only others could stop assuming their obedience, stop taking advantage of their help. You thank them for their time. Tell them you'll see them [[again]] sometime.

<<audio "drugs" stop>> <<audio "drinkup" play>> The women throw their heads back, gulping. Their skin dries up, sloughs off, hardens, stabilizes. The oldest women vomits bright pink onto the ground. Their symptoms disappear. You do not also take the medication. You give them each their own bottle, along with dosage directions. A month later, you ask them [[how they feel]].

<<audio "drinkup" stop>> <<audio "catatonic" play>> Catatonic. Your grant renewal is denied. [[Return to the last choice.|nothing wrong]] [[Return to the first choice.|You are new here?]]

<<audio "perfect" stop>> <<audio "again" play>> They say anytime. You cry, unable to curl your neck down to catch your own tears. You do not apply for grant renewal. [[Return to the last choice.|nothing wrong]] [[Return to the first choice.|You are new here?]]

<<audio "therapy" stop>> <<audio "lookingup" play>> Until you realize every woman in the mine is in attendance. The rate of Angel disease has increased tenfold. The women are more selfless than ever, more infectable than ever. Those infectious are unreformable. Your grant renewal is approved, but you have a lot of work to do. [[Return to the last choice.|nothing wrong]] [[Return to the first choice.|You are new here?]]

<<audio "surgery" stop>> <<audio "noangel" play>> The oyster woman dies from the surgery. The other two survive, and no longer feel. They slink like leeches through the minecamp, hollow with severed indifference. They have no symptoms. The other women fear them. Although they are no longer infected, they have become [[infectious]].

<<audio "noangel" stop>> <<audio "infectious" play>> The women who worry about them, who care and cook and cry for them, develop Dustcreep at alarming rates. The two severed women are apathetic as their friends corrode around them, by their hands. The mine is a wasteland in twelve months. Your grant renewal is rejected. [[Return to the last choice.|nothing wrong]] [[Return to the first choice.|You are new here?]]

<<audio "digsalt" stop>> <<audio "anemone" play>> Anemone guides you down into the mine, into the spiderlegs, stretching like the fingers of a hand plunged into the ground. Here, women break down the walls of their home to feed people with [[salt and sugar and quartz]].

<><<audio "hollygrove" stop>> <<audio "anemone" stop>> <<audio "fineneedle" stop>> <<audio "worship" stop>> <<audio "saltsugar" play>><> The sugar comes from the [[holly grove|grove3]], the quartz from [[worship]]. Anemone gives you a small cloth, the size of your palm. She says you'll need it. She shows you where the spiderlegs are filled with water, and warns you not to get too close. The [[needlebugs]] breed there in tessellated forms, bugs with fine needles suspended between their jaws which stick the salt and inject it with red silk. She shows you the [[sortspace|sortspace3]].

<<audio "saltsugar" stop>> <<audio "hollygrove" play>> Holly threaded her bones into the earth when she was thirteen, and from her marrow a tentacle-clasp of thorns forced the landscape to succumb, terraforming the rocky earth surrounding the mines. She is the holly grove; she sweetens the hurricanes with berries and the mines with crystal heartfloss. The people who own the mine fear that her thornbeams, her glacial kindness, lurk underground, rotting the salt, composing a harmony. [[They play louder.|salt and sugar and quartz]]

<<audio "saltsugar" stop>> <<audio "closed" stop>> <<audio "worship" play>> The center of the mine is an impaled spire, crawled through with jagged spears of non-salt stone, crescents of softly shined quartz. A woman runs a rag over the surface of the gemstone, though so sharp and jagged in places in cuts her palm. Her eyes are [[closed|closed2]]. When she is done, another woman moves up to take her place. The places where the stone is clean, bloodless, oilless, spotless, it strikes with [[harsh light|salt and sugar and quartz]].

<<audio "worship" stop>> <<audio "closed" play>> Quartz is their state-sanctioned meditation, their hard-won unstaining. The time they harmonize the earth they've chipped away. They're told it's good for the soil, it's good for the soul, [[it's good for|worship]]...

<<audio "saltsugar" stop>> <<audio "fineneedle" play>> When those needles discover purchase on the scrubbed flesh of the women, the red silk leaves welts like battery diodes over the lengths of their limbs, hard cherries beneath their skin which spark with heat and leave them scarred and immobile. There is [[no cure|salt and sugar and quartz]].

<<audio "saltsugar" stop>> <<audio "youngwoman" stop>> <<audio "licking" stop>> <<audio "sortspace3" play>> A room like the hull of a ship embeds itself in one of the spiderlegs, populated with posters of [[granules|granules2]] and women [[licking their hands|licking2]]. You will start here, ferrying newly chipped geodes from their legs to their proper sorthomes. This is done in shopping carts. It is you and one other [[young woman]] doing this job right now. Together you must maintain the [[flow]] of salt from the other seven legs to the sortspace. Your workmate will manage legs 4-7. You will handle 1-3.

<<audio "sortspace3" stop>> [img[https://i.imgur.com/CMbfo5i.png]] [[{ }|sortspace3]]

<<audio "sortspace3" stop>> <<audio "licking" play>> You can tell the salt-pluckers from the sugar-scrubbers by their pallor. The salt-pluckers pale to a faint, translucent gray, easily nauseous. The sugar-scrubbers have glossy, bloated faces and cracked tongues. They [[fear|sortspace3]] loud noises. The quartz-cullers have chipped teeth.

<<audio "sortspace3" stop>> <<audio "youngwoman" play>> Her flesh appears buttery soft, melting in the heat of the light bouncing between the crystals. She says her name is Ferrous. She has an Angel disease. You barely know [[what that is|sortspace3]].

<><<audio "sortspace3" stop>> <<audio "full1" stop>> <<audio "part1" stop>> <<audio "twotrips" stop>> <<audio "ferrous11" stop>> <<audio "ferrous12" stop>> <<audio "ferrous13" stop>> <<audio "ferrous14" stop>> <<audio "ferrous15" stop>> <<audio "empty1" stop>><> <<if visited("Rush to leg 1.", "Rush to leg 2.", "Rush to leg 3.")>>[[Talk to Ferrous.]] [[Rush to leg 1.]] [[Rush to leg 2.]] [[Rush to leg 3.]] Time for a [[quartz break]]! <<audio "flowif1" play>> <<else>> [[Talk to Ferrous.]] [[Rush to leg 1.]] [[Rush to leg 2.]] [[Rush to leg 3.]]<<audio "flow" play>> <<endif>>

<<audio "flowif1" stop>> <<audio "flow" stop>> <<set $ferrous1 to random(4)>> <<if $ferrous1 eq 0>>You ask Ferrous about her disease. She tells you her flesh is no longer solid. All her fat and muscle, her bones and cartilage, are moldable by hand, sliding around her body. Every night she must remold her shape, as she slowly sinks to the earth during the day. You tell her [[you're sorry|flow]]. She shakes her head. <<audio "ferrous11" play>> <<elseif $ferrous1 eq 1>>You tell Ferrous she is beautiful. She seems embarrassed, and accidentally skews her nose on her face while trying to hide her blush. You only [[laugh|flow]] because she does. <<audio "ferrous12" play>> <<elseif $ferrous1 eq 2>>You ask Ferrous how long she has worked here. She says about nine months. You ask her what made her start. She says the same [[reason|flow]] as you. <<audio "ferrous13" play>> <<elseif $ferrous1 eq 3>>You try to tell Ferrous a story about a ghost you saw once. She tells you to not fear ghosts, that they can be your greatest [[friends|flow]]. <<audio "ferrous14" play>> <<elseif $ferrous1 eq 4>>You tell Ferrous you can handle leg 4 if she's feeling tired. She insists that she's tough, and flexes her bicep. Your heart [[twangs|flow]].<<audio "ferrous15" play>><<endif>>

<<audio "flow" stop>> <<audio "flowif1" stop>> <<set $rush to random(3)>> <<if $rush eq 0>>The shopping cart is full! [[Hurry|flow]] to the sortspace! <<audio "full1" play>> <<elseif $rush eq 1>>The shopping cart is only partly full. You [[take it|flow]] anyway. <<audio "part1" play>> <<elseif $rush eq 2>>You forgot a replacement shopping cart! You need to make [[two trips|flow]]. <<audio "twotrips" play>> <<elseif $rush eq 3>>The shopping cart is empty. You [[wasted|flow]] a trip. <<audio "empty1" play>><<endif>>

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<<audio "longspear" stop>> <<audio "flow" stop>> <<audio "flowif1" stop>> <<audio "quartzbreak" play>> You eat a quick slab of CalorieMate and swallow some vitamins. You mount the ladder up to the spire of quartz, straddling one as you hug the pillar. The edges of the stone cut into your thighs. You fish your cloth from your pocket, and run your hands across a [[long twisted spear]] bisecting the pillar in front of you. When you are finished, you return to [[work|flow2]].

<<audio "quartzbreak" stop>> <<audio "longspear" play>> The spine of the quartz cuts you. Your blood soaks into the stone. It glows pink and effervescent. You continue stroking, building long carresses across its vengeful form, shellacking your blood across the glowsurface. You feel a suppressing calm, a distortionhole opening in the fabric of life. You remember the graves you saw on the way in. You think of Anemone's tongue, of Ferrous' nose. They seem normal. God whispers into your mouth. [[Good girl.|quartz break]]

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<<audio "flow" stop>> <<audio "flowif2" stop>> <<set $ferrous2 to random(3)>> <<if $ferrous2 eq 0>>You ask Ferrous how she is. She [[shrugs|flow2]]. <<audio "ferrous21" play>> <<elseif $ferrous2 eq 1>>You tell Ferrous she is beautiful. She [[smiles|flow2]] at you.<<audio "ferrous22" play>> <<elseif $ferrous2 eq 2>>You ask Ferrous if she wishes life was different. She says [[yes|flow2]] but doesn't elaborate.<<audio "ferrous23" play>> <<elseif $ferrous2 eq 3>>You tell Ferrous you regret [[existing|flow2]]. She says she does too.<<audio "ferrous24" play>> <<endif>>

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<<audio "flowif2" stop>> <<audio "flow" stop>> <<audio "spear2" stop>> <<audio "break" play>> You take a bite of a CalorieMate and swallow some vitamins. You mount the ladder up to the spire of quartz, straddling one as you hug the pillar. The edges of the stone continue to grind your thighs, peppering you with lashes spotted with blood. You fish your worn cloth from your pocket, and run your hands across the [[long twisted spear|spear2]] bisecting the pillar in front of you. When you are finished, you return to [[work|flow3]].

<<audio "break" stop>> <<audio "go" stop>> <<audio "ferrous3" stop>> <<if visited("4", "5", "6")>> [[Talk to Ferrous.|ferrous2]] [[Rush to leg 1.|4]] [[Rush to leg 2.|5]] [[Rush to leg 3.|6]] Your spine curls with exhaustion. You have a hard time keeping your eyes open. [[Quartz break|break2]].<<audio "flowif3" play>> <<else>> [[Talk to Ferrous.|ferrous2]] [[Rush to leg 1.|4]] [[Rush to leg 2.|5]] [[Rush to leg 3.|6]]<<audio "flow" play>><<endif>>

<<audio "flow" stop>> <<audio "flowif3" stop>> <<audio "ferrous3" play>> You are both [[too exhausted|flow3]] to speak.

<<audio "flow" stop>> <<audio "flowif3" stop>> <<audio "go" play>> Take the shopping cart and [[go|flow3]].

<<audio "flow" stop>> <<audio "flowif3" stop>> <<audio "spear3" stop>> <<audio "break2" play>> You swallow some vitamins. You mount the ladder up to the spire of quartz, straddling one as you hug the pillar. You have gashes in your thighs. You fish your rag from your pocket, and run your hands across the [[long twisted spear|spear3]] bisecting the pillar in front of you. When you are finished, you return to [[work|???]].

<<audio "break" stop>> <<audio "spear2" play>> The spike is hot beneath your hands. It drips with the blood of women. You close your eyes and hum in resonance with it. It has the grave tone of church bells, like screaming with your mouth taped shut. You ask it for clarity. For forgiveness. Your guts warble like harp strings. You ask for sugar in place of salt. You ask for stronger legs. Stronger arms. You ask for help. You ask for a ghost. The quartz is [[boiling|break]]. You leave your skin behind on it.

<<audio "break2" stop>> <<audio "spear3" play>> God, you ask, why did you make this place? Why did you make an unfriendly home? Why did you make me? You rub the crystal until you lose feeling in your hand, dizzy from bloodloss. You can feel the quartz's power trying to work, trying to leech sedative into your frozen bloodstream, trying to bring you to heel. But god is not speaking. [[You are.|break2]]

<<audio "break2" stop>> <<audio "questionmarks" play>> Must you? Must you? Must you? Continue to be derived from, merely to survive? Continue to be cut, continue to be bled? Is there a [[way out]]?

<<audio "questionmarks" stop>> <<audio "stopped" stop>> <<audio "shecries" stop>> <<audio "wayout" play>> You talk to Ferrous in whispers. She grows gaseous and formless at the mention. [[She cries.]] You console her. You talk to Anemone. She says it happened once. The women [[stopped]]. It was [[disaster]].

<<audio "wayout" stop>> <<audio "shecries" play>> The list of everyone she knows who died in these mines is thousands of names long. She figured she was just next. The [[way of the world|way out]]. Fate paralyzed her.

<<audio "wayout" stop>> <<audio "stopped" play>> No geode-crackers. No salt-pluckers. No sugar-scrubbers. No quartz-cullers. Not even anyone like you, to run the shopping carts. No hell was more potent, more real, than women laughing in the holly while the [[mine gaped empty|way out]], silent as a mirage. Anemone said it was the best day of her life, until she had to survive it.

<<audio "wayout" stop>> <<audio "worshipping" stop>> <<audio "sick" stop>> <<audio "disaster" play>> The men only mobilized when the women stopped. They became wardens and gamesmen; they became hunters. They shot the women in the holly bushes, let their corpses feed the sweet red berries into hard poisonous lumps, drooping over the landscape. The salt was sweet for weeks. Anemone and two other women survived by slinking back into the mine and pretending they had been [[worshipping]]. You feel [[sick]]. Anemone warns you [[not to try again]].

<<audio "disaster" stop>> <<audio "worshipping" play>> They cut each others palms with the blade of a shovel to convince the [[guns|disaster]]. Anemone hasn't worshipped shit in ten years.

<<audio "disaster" stop>> <<audio "no" stop>> <<audio "nottotryagain" play>> But what should you do? What can you do? Is the moral to give up? To accept fate? To allow only god/God to intervene? Are you a [[child in quicksand|no]]? A [[shark-infested water|no]]? Is your body a [[criminal offense|no]]? A [[hijacking|no]]? A [[brainwashing|no]]? Then [[what can you do]] about it?

<<audio "nottotryagain" stop>> <<audio "no" play>> [[No!!|not to try again]]

<><<audio "nottotryagain" stop>> <<audio "tiringproductive" stop>> <<audio "yeah" stop>> <<audio "leave" stop>> <<audio "world" stop>> <<audio "cando" play>><> They say change starts from the ground up. You tell Ferrous to [[stop visiting the quartz]]. You tell Ferrous you two should [[work together]], only mining from one leg a day. You tell Ferrous you two should put in a [[complaint]] about the legs with needlebugs. You ask Ferrous about her [[family]]. Your nose starts running pink.

<<audio "cando" stop>> <<audio "stopvisiting" play>> You notice many of the oldest women do not worship. To stop worshipping is to savor your hands. To love your time. The two of you spread the message. Women throw away their rags. Their hands heal. Their work is [[less tiring, more productive]]. They chat and laugh and storytell between pickaxe strikes, between licks of salt.

<<audio "cando" stop>> <<audio "worktogether" play>> The structure of the mine's work changes. In the morning, the women decide on which leg you will excavate based on Ferrous' and your schedule. The women help each other, each working half as much, resting twice as much, getting just as much done. The owners of the mine are impressed with you. You [[leave]] the salt mine behind.

<<audio "disaster" stop>> <<audio "sick" play>> Your tears are [[pink|disaster]]. You begin to Dustcreep. Anemone apologizes. But it means you can Feel.

<<audio "cando" stop>> <<audio "complaint" play>> The owners of the mine heed your complaint, surprisingly. They send an [[engineer|yeah]] to deal with the needlebugs. You see the construction in your shopping cart trips.

<<audio "cando" stop>> <<audio "family" play>> Ferrous is surprised by your question. She has a young daughter at home. Less than two years old. She gave birth right before she came here. You ask her why she isn't there, at home. What made the mine the right choice. She says it was the only way. Her aunt is taking care of her daughter. Her aunt is the [[only woman]] in her family that wasn't killed by the mine.

<<audio "stopvisiting" stop>> <<audio "tiringproductive" play>> But the scars of worship are still there. The women still get Angel diseases. Still die of overwork and starvation. They do not know they shouldn't. The change is positive, but is it change? You die of dehydration caused by Dustcreep within the year. [[Return to the last choice.|what can you do]] [[Return to the first choice.|You are new here?]]

<<audio "worktogether" stop>> <<audio "leave" play>> You enter a different kind of mine, a large gray building with few windows. You work faithfully, brainmachine work, until they realize you have Dustcreep. You are back in the mine. Most of the women you knew from before are dead. Ferrous, too. Your system has devolved into a competition, seeing who can clear the most salt the fastest. In three months, you die of exhaustion. [[Return to the last choice.|what can you do]] [[Return to the first choice.|You are new here?]]

<<audio "complaint" stop>> <<audio "yeah" play>> The engineer calls in carpenters and cement mixers. The carpenters build a deck over the groundwater, and the cement coats it so none can escape. The salt is no longer contaminated by silk. The women no longer get welts and become immobile. Nothing else changes. Anemone teaches you how to live with Dustcreep, and you continue to work the mine. [[Return to the last choice.|what can you do]] [[Return to the first choice.|You are new here?]]

<<audio "family" stop>> <<audio "onlywoman" play>> You wonder how many other women have families at home. You ask around. You discover the truth. Anemone has four grown daughters. Most of the women in the sortspace are the last of their siblings, taking care of gaggles of nieces and nephews. The women in leg six are all widows. The women in leg four care for their elderly parents. So on, and [[so forth]].

<<audio "onlywoman" stop>> <<audio "familiestogether" stop>> <<audio "soforth" play>> You wonder what you could all do together. If you could pool your money to purchase the holly fields, the gravesites, the flooded tunnels. If you could care for [[your families together]]. If you could build homes, villages, tiny schools with tiny chalkboards. You can read and write. Anemone knows statistics. Ferrous can weld. There is a [[world]] to be built here. A real, possible, tangible world. The women cry pink tears.

<<audio "soforth" stop>> <<audio "familiestogether" play>> A hundred families, all under one roof! Imagine being a child! A hundred people who all love you unconditionally! A hundred mothers! A hundred siblings! Growing up! A hundred friends! A hundred lovers! You can imagine being overwhelmed. But a [[good|so forth]] kind of overwhelmed.

<<audio "soforth" stop>> <<audio "world" play>> You sneakily hoard money. Women pass you cash inside their rags. You approach the owners about buying the holly field. They are curious, but pass it off without many questions. It is just holly, and you are just one woman. The money continues circulating. After a few months, there is a noticeable dent in the holly where new houses have gone up, slanted shacks billowing smoke, cozy and heartfelt. After a few years, the mine is empty, and the holly is full. Children laugh among the bows. They call you Ghosttown. You sell sugar, and live long. [[Return to the last choice.|what can you do]] [[Return to the first choice.|You are new here?]]

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