MOLEK-SYNTEZ

MOLEK-SYNTEZ

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By Jackson =D
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Main Campaign
December 2092
Cluj-Napoca, Romania
These Walls don't do a damn thing to keep the cold out.
I should go outside and walk.
Instead, I light another cigarette and keep working.



The shipment of formaldehyde went missing. Who would steal something like that?
I'll have to make do without it.



I would understand if they stole ethanol. Sometimes you need such help to make it through.
But formaldehyde? It's without reason.



I should know better. Someone who believes the world is logical is bound for disappointment.


Am I not capable?
Powerful?
Am I not dangerous?
Yes, I am. And yet they ignore me!



They think I'm easy to dismiss. Here in this small apartment, working away into the night.
But those ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ don't know who I really am.



They all resemble each other, don't they?
The difference between helping and hurting is just a few atoms.
One might get you high as ♥♥♥♥, and the other will kill you.



One time in history these molecules were classified in different ways.
Some were given away for free, others cost a fortune.
And some were illegal, hah!



Now I can make any molecule for any reason, the governments and their classifications have gone away. But there's a price to pay for that.
Nobody gives a ♥♥♥♥ anymore.



My hands are shaking so much, I can't roll these ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ cigarettes.
I have to smoke these ♥♥♥♥♥♥ up, twisty things. They look like driftwood.



Noises outside.
Are they back again? The kids who stole my shipment?
The gun isn't far... I should get it.



I'm here, you ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥.
Lying wait in this mud.
You think I pose no threat.
That's your mistake.



Who am I to stand here and declare myself like this?
I'm nobody, but look what I'm doing here. See what I've wrought.



I love it, of course.
I feel the rush of success every time.
It's a drug as powerful as any of the ones I make.



One after another, I recreate the compounds that built the ruined old world. Is this my only goal?
No. there's something more.
Isn't there?



I can't keep doing this forever. Something has to come unstuck from the mud.
Something has to change.



I've completed my work. Now...
Now it's time to go outside. Outside into the frozen air.
I haven't been outside in a long time. Maybe those thieves are lying in wait to kill me.
You can erase me, but you can't erase what I made. These compounds once called essential medicines or illicit drugs: I brought them all back.

Now, let's see what you do with them.
2 Comments
Jackson =D  [author] 1 Apr, 2021 @ 9:59am 
Hah, completely understandable. I caved and looked up a guide for the second to last level myself, I beat the final level first with about four different attempts and just didn't have it in me to continue any longer.
The barebones story up to that point had me interested but doubtful there'd be any meaningful payoff, but I feel like they wrapped it up with a decent reveal after all.
Porygon 31 Mar, 2021 @ 4:58pm 
Thanks a lot, I was looking for this. This is easily my favorite Zachtronics game and the only one that I got very far with, but still I ran out of steam with the last few puzzles and I didn't want to bother using a guide to see the last two bits of dialogue.