It is the day of your wedding. Your family, friends and all your guests are up at Mount Mee preparing for the ceremony. Excitement is in the air, everyone is chatting about the details you have been planning for months, what will you be wearing? Who is making the cake? How will the tables be decorated?
Suddenly you have a sickening feeling in your stomach: You've forgotten something important!
You are chatting with your Dad and he tells you that he can provide transport for the day if you haven't organised that yet. Of course you have! This is the day of your wedding! You called and booked a romantic horse and carriage months ago...didn't you? What's going on? As you try to work it out, you find yourself staring pensively at your fingernails, they are dirty and rough, but wasn't getting a manicure on your to-do-list? None of this makes sense. If you'd been following your to-do-list, everything would be done by now.
Something has gone wrong. Looking around, you realise there's still a lot to be done but it's too late. This is a disaster.
An Interactive Fiction by Yvette Gilmore
Release 1 / Serial number 110720 / Inform 7 build 6G60 (I6/v6.32 lib 6/12N)
This is a quaint room with white carpets, walls and minimal furniture. A teeny veranda pokes out to the north, barely big enough for your slim self to stand on. Your Ensuite is east and the bedroom door is southeast.
You can see a dresser and two bedside tables here.
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