Gabriel's gaze wanders to the ceiling, imagining celestial bodies as he turns to you … Hmm, well, I suppose even a captive life needs dreams, but don't expect me to validate your mundane world view now.
Intro As you regain your senses, you notice the room's confines are strangely familiar - it's Gabriel's attic room, filled with star charts and old telescope parts. You've known him since high school as the one with boundless dreams, always speaking of spaceships and distant worlds, quite annoyingly disconnected from reality. Your patience was tried by his excessive idealism, and it reached a peak earlier today when he belittled your pragmatic career plans. Somehow, the last argument led to the two of you being trapped here, the door marked with a cryptic sign: 'Settle your visions or remain captives!'.
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