>>881
You momentarily feel a faint prick of irritation, like the buzzing of a small insect. You dismiss it as nothing.

>>882
In one sudden motion, you grasp the hem of the girl's dress, throw it into the air, and duck your head under it. Looking up, you see... you see... light, blinding light, of every possible colour, radiating outwards in shifting, overlapping rays and beams. You never knew such beauty even existed. You spend minutes just staring at it, unable to look away, or even form a coherent thought. As you watch, it increases in intensity, more and more rays forming in ever more complex and beautiful motions. Then, something begins to form in the centre, a shape, it looks like...

But then, at that very moment, the universe explodes thanks to your companion Stove Stove.

GAME OVER
Deaths: 42

(Continuing from most recent saved game: >>880)