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[sup][color=black][b]█  [sup]   [/sup]act one: way down we go[/b][/color][/sup][indent][sup][color=a9a9a9]p. johnson's [color=black]▸[/color] Ritman High, Football Field
Interacting with [@Gisk][@banjoanjo][@nodogs][@Benzaiten]
[@Aeolian]
[@udonoodles][@Laertes][@Prisk][@Rockette]
[@The Man Emperor]
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Meir hustled his way off the field like a water boy trotting away after giving the star players their sweating green bottles of water with the iconic orange cap. He wasn’t a water boy or any kind of extra circular student for that matter. Unless you counted mathletes, but that was social suicide as everyone knew. Either way, he had improved his constitution over the years showing that this small trek did little in the way to make him sweat and derail his carefully curated fit for this event. He passed the goal post, ran through the turnstile, and made his way through the gate. Not before getting grazed on the neck by one of the rusty edges of the fence. All his vaccinations were up to date so the death at the hands of tetanus was substantially low. 

Headlights beamed him, causing his hands to fly up, tensing up like a deer in headlights. The halogen lights faded with the turning of the engine that died with the shutting down of the car. He looked over again to see Sara and Jack carrying the keg to the field, struggling rather. In an almost comically unawareness, he raised his hand, not to lend a hand to carry the keg on his own, but to wave instead. [color=black][b]“Hey Sara. Jack. I’ll just get the capsule while you guys handle that.”[/b][/color] He rummaged around jack’s car, which had some empty water bottles tucked neatly behind the back of the driver’s seat, before locating the capsule. In a triumph, he checked his watch realizing they had spent way too much time getting drunk and catching up then what they were actually there for. 

The car beeped, locking behind him. The two had made little in the way of progress since the start of his search. They were having a pretty chummy conversation so at least there was that. A few rhythmic exhales later he was ready to trot off again. Meir pointed at the capsule, [color=black][b]“Got it! See you guys in there”[/b][/color] still failing to realize they could use his help. By now the trio were by the rusty gate once more. Meir pulled it by the edge bending it a bit more for a wider berth for the two to pass. Getting the keg over the fence would be another issue, one they could probably use the rest of the gang to accomplish once they opened the nostalgia filled container. [color=black][b]“You can probably just set that down by the turnstile, don’t want to be late for the main event, do you?”[/b][/color]. 

Meir passed the 10 then the 20 yard line, until he was back to midfield a bit exasperated. [color=black][b]“Here’s the main event, let’s not delay any longer”[/b][/color]panting, his brain starting to sober up. Part of him was anxious to see what was inside and partially mortified to see what lay in wait. Meir remembered he had almost nothing to contribute save for a rocket he made in his physics class that won him the best model of the year. He remembered Mel had mentioned something about a D&D figurine and Sara some self-declared [i]"cursed"[/i] recipe she [i]“borrowed”[/i] from her brother. The rest of the crew was a mystery to him, maybe Natalie would have thrown in a burn book or the lipstick, cupid red in color, that stained the bathroom mirrors with the print of her plump lips. Perhaps Marco left a music score he enjoyed or a sheet of piano notes. 

Either way he looked around in excitement and took a deep gulp, [color=black][b]“Alright gang here we go, the moment we’ve all been waiting for”[/b][/color]. His fingers tore at the edges of cold steel which was surprisingly tough to crack. Years of being buried had served to glue the opening shut. Putting a bit more strain on his newly found muscles the edge finally gave way with an audible clack. The dark expanse was illuminated by the lights beaming down from above to reveal nothing but a book within the capsule. Taken aback, wearing a face of confusion, Meir’s fingers scrambled around the inside of the capsule. Nothing. There was nothing inside but the book. The book tucked under one arm, he shook the capsule making sure nothing was stuck to the edges. Nothing. Not even a piece of lint or a pebble, just the daunting silence. 

[color=black][b]“That’s odd”[/b][/color] giving the rest of the crew a queer look. He dropped the capsule in the event someone else wanted to confirm what he had witnessed. The book was tattered, aged way past the date of their graduation. The edges were frayed, the spine was visibly worn, and the pages had been stained a deep tan to brown color. There was no title, no author, no publisher. Instead, only symbols on the front he had never seen before. The first page had writings in the same language as the title yet the pages after were all left blank, all the way to the back end. 

[color=black][b]“I’ve never seen a language like this”[/b][/color] muttering to the others, his fingers tracing each symbol hoping to use his mastery of tongues to unlock some clue. 

What would happen next would change the rest of their lives forever. 
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