So. Amy started her adventure in the way she often started her adventures. Taking a long drink from her hip flask and looking out at the setting sun. On her table were three things.
A letter from a lost love. (click-replace:"A letter from a lost love.")[A letter from a lost love.](click-replace:"A letter from a lost love.")[A letter from a lost love.](click-replace:"A letter from a lost love.")[A letter from a lost love.](click-replace:"A letter from a lost love.")[Oh, you ripped up the letter!!! OOPS!!!]
A magazine she read as a teenager.(click-replace:"A magazine she read as a teenager.")[You could've been reading the frog backstory by now.]
An Oregon State Drivers Licence.(click-replace:"An Oregon State Drivers Licence.")[A copy of Gone Home.]
Wait a second.
This is sounding like a run-of-the-mill GENERIC TWINE.(click-replace:"GENERIC TWINE.")[TWINE.
(a twine is like a game but for teenagers who want to be in the past).]
This isn’t a story about Portland, Oregon OR State Drivers Licences. It’s not even fucking set in the US. Fucking yanks. Let’s turn a couple of pages and get to the good shit.
[[TURN PAGE.]]Don't forget the Explorer's Oath! Look, but do not touch! (click-append:"Look, but do not touch!")[
Don't touch anything!](click-append:"Don't touch anything!")[
You never listen to me!]
More text here!
A letter from a lost love.(click-replace:"A letter from a lost love.")[OH NO YOU RIPPED IT!]