Okay everyone Like I said before I am going to try and make this game even more realistic. Just to let you know after each posting I will tell you my opinion and stuff after I write everything. In reviews I would like your opinion on the game and Booker and Elizabeth.
A Night Spent in Darkness, A Day of Ascension
Booker's Pov
As I watch the odd couple row away I have a gut feeling that things are going to get complicated. From their conversation they already are. Thunder and lightning; the storm is fast approaching. I had better get inside that lighthouse. I wonder if there is anything of use in the fishing house. At least in here the wind is less biting. As I lean against the shack and rub my temples I notice something glinting on the ground. Silver Eagles? They look to be some kind of currency. I put them in my pocket, I don't know why but I have a feeling that they will come in handy.
"Damn Rain!" I curse. Taking a deep breath I grit my teeth and return out into the storm. The pier is covered in water, I am surprised I don't slip and fall in. The rocks squelch as I turn and the stairs creak as I sprint up the staircase. The light house light is on, someone must be inside; an operator maybe? There is a note on the door.
Dewitt
Bring us the girl
and wipe away the debt
THIS IS YOUR LAST CHANCE!
Who could this be from? Why is their blood on the note? Just to be sure I have taken everything of value I walk down to the other side of the light house. There is a barrel that says provisions. There is a soda, a can of beans and some chips inside; I guess that will do for dinner. I carry the stuff in one hand and knock on the door with the other. I call out as the door opens; the operator must be nearby. " Hello, my name is Booker Dewitt; I guess you're expecting me?" Receiving no answer I place my haul on one of the cabinet tables. The sign says I am supposed to wash my sins away.
OF THY SINS SHALL I WASH THEE
I should probably wash my hands and face before I eat. The water feels cold but it wakes me up. A jar of pickles? Another sign?
FROM SODOM SHALL I LEAD THEE
They must be in some kind of religious cult. I take my haul up the stairs; they echo as I walk. My stomach growls... I hadn't eaten since yesterday morning. The place looks lived in. I can use it for tonight. There is a telephone! Nothing. I set it down and collect more things by rummaging in they're lodging... I hope they don't mind. I plop down on the bed and take a swig of the soda. Disgusting, the soda has lost its fizz. I am thirsty though, so I drink the stove I cook the beans in the skillet. I hope it's clean. While the beans are cooking I open the chips; I have never seen a chip company of this name before? They are stale but edible. I take another swig of the soda and look around for a spoon. It is on the ground; I bend to pick it up and stir the beans. They are ok. After I finish the beans and turn off the stove, I eat a pickle but don't have another. I need a drink. Who is C? And why does he want me stopped? Oh well... As I drift off to sleep with my stomach somewhat full I hear the music in my ears and the thunder until morning...
I had him wash his face and hands in the bason as an insult to the radicalism and trying to use water like they did in the game to represent cleaning except for booker it was just hygiene.
