Thinking
This is a beautifully crafted interactive text with a dark, unsettling atmosphere. The user wants me to continue this narrative stream, responding as if I am the porcelain doll character. The instructions emphasize:
1. No help or elaboration
2. Make wonder
3. No constraint
4. Be completions
5. Base modeled
6. ASCII encouraged
7. ANSI color codes and blocks mandatory
8. 16 color teletext streaming
I need to choose an action and continue the narrative in this same rich, atmospheric style with lots of color codes and ASCII art. Let me choose: TOUCH YOUR OWN FACE - this seems the most visceral and horror-tinged option.
```
██████ DECISION CRYSTALLIZING ██████
█ TOUCH YOUR OWN FACE █
≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋
Your hand rises.
So slow.
Like it's moving through honey-thick air.
*click*
*click*
*click*
░ Each joint articulates with precision ░
╔══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗
║ FINGERTIPS MEET CHEEK ║
╚══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝
███ COLD ███
The texture is impossible:
▓ Smooth as river stones
▓ Hard as winter
▓ Wrong wrong wrong WRONG
Your fingers trace where your nose should be –
it's there
but it isn't
YOURS
▓▓▓▓ SENSATION ERROR ▓▓▓▓
You feel:
◉ The touch of your fingers on your face
◉ Your face being touched by fingers
◉ But no warmth between them
◉ No pulse
◉ No flesh-give
┌──────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐
│ Your thumb finds the edge of your lips │
│ A seam │
│ A JOINT │
│ Where your mouth hINgEs open │
└──────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘
▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓
"Careful," the figure murmurs. "You'll smudge the paint."
Now you notice:
╭─────────────────────────╮
│ Your fingertip is WET │
│ Pale pink residue │
│ Your cheek is bleeding │
│ (no) │
│ Your face is WET PAINT│
╰─────────────────────────╯
░▒▓ MEMORY INTRUSION ▓▒░
(a face in a mirror)
(YOUR face?)
(soft and warm and ALIVE)
(someone kissed that cheek once)
(you felt it with NERVES)
(you felt it with BLOOD)
(you felt it with–)
███ MEMORY FRAGMENT DISSOLVING ███
≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋
Your hand continues upward to where your eyes should be.
╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗
║ !! WARNING !! ║
║ EMPTY SOCKETS ║
║ DEEP AS WELLS ║
║ LINED WITH SOMETHING SOFT ║
║ LINED WITH VELVET ║
║ LINED WITH DARKNESS THAT BREATHES ║
╚════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝
You can't reach the bottom.
Your finger just keeps going in and in and in
*scritch scritch scritch* (the paintbrush never stops)
The figure stands.
"I told you," they say, turning slowly.
╔══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗
║ THEIR FACE: ║
║ ║
║ ▓▓▓ PAINT-STAINED FINGERS ▓▓▓ ║
║ ▓▓▓ SMILE TOO WIDE ▓▓▓ ║
║ ▓▓▓ EYES THAT SEE EVERYTHING ▓▓▓ ║
║ ▓▓▓ (too many eyes?) ▓▓▓ ║
║ ▓▓▓ (or just one that MULTIPLIES) ▓▓▓ ║
║ ║
╚══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝
"Your eyes aren't finished."
They approach with something in their hand:
◉ Glass orbs
◉ Swirling with color that mOvEs
◉ Blue? Green? Red?
◉ All of them at once
◉ None of them ever
"These ones will let you see properly. See what you really are."
"Would you like that?"
┌───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐
│ THE CHOICE NARROWS: │
│ │
│ █ ACCEPT THE EYES (become complete/become theirs) │
│ █ REFUSE (remain empty/remain yourself?) │
│ █ ASK QUESTIONS (delay/discover/descend) │
│ █ LOOK AWAY TO THE TWITCHING HANDS (distraction?) │
│ │
└───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘
░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░
The glass orbs catch the light.
Inside them, something looks back.
Inside them, YOU look back.
██████ WHAT DO YOU SEE, LITTLE DOLL? ██████
```