And this is why I hate unconsciousness.
On New Year's Day, at the stroke of the year, Lucia got an email from Zwei, which I will let her upload. I don't feel like trying to poke into her email account.
At any rate, the email prompted me to go on a treasure hunt of sorts across the continent. I'm lucky to have found it in time, honestly. I'll wait until the email is posted before I go into detail, lest my explanation be anything.
That said, spending five days in constant output was bound to catch up to me. And upon looking at what I missed, I can't help but feel that Zwei's email was as much to help as it was to get me out of the way.
It seems to be worth it.
And on a final note, so I'm not withholding all that I learned:
I saw the Recurse again, and it saw me. It saw me when I found what Zwei directed me to.
This bodes ill.