EXAMINE ROOM.

This is a wideshot of Cain's room, with a mess of nonsense inside it. Cain stands near the door, facing their bed, which has yellow and green spades dotting the blanket, and several flumpy pillows at its head. Ahead of Cain, there is a pottery wheel, with some dried and broken clay and pottery scatterd around it. To the right, there is a technicolour pile of cans, presumably canned food. Behind Cain is their computer, with its monitor currently turned off. There are a few posters in the room, one of Sailor Moon, Kakegurui, and a larger one depicting the phases of the moon. A window is on the right-side wall, showing blue skies outside. The window is draped by some sort of Digimon-themed curtain of questionable taste. A few letters scatter the room, with practically ironic wax holding them closed.

Your name is CAIN. Yet again, it is your birthday, an event which does not seem to stop happening. Related to this event, it seems that your AUNT has found her way into your room again to leave CARDS this time. You need to remember to bolt the door more often.

You have a variety of INTERESTS. You spend most of your time making SHITTY CERAMICS on your SHITTY WHEEL in your room. The ceramics often fall apart before the KILN or break while coming back to YOUR ROOM. Much of the rest of your finite time on this earth is dedicated to watching REALLY GOOD SHOUJO ANIME and BEFRIENDING AND FIGHTING WITH DIGITAL CREATURES to save the DIGITAL WORLD. This time is all the more finite for you, as you work on PREPARING FOR DOOMSDAY with your previously mentioned PARANOID AND NOSY AUNT by ACQUIRING what food you can, DRYING it, and CANNING it. You feel a sense of accomplishment every time you see your STACKS OF CANNED FOOD.

In your dreams, you sometimes have DARK, TWISTED VISIONS. Horrifying, faded depictions of you, perhaps one day, GOING OUTSIDE and engaging in OUTSIDE ACTIVITIES. The thought is almost exhilarating.

What will you do now?