Life Is Strange Transcript Novels & Stories

My chest seemed to be on fire. “Are you insane?” The stranger grabbed the cigarette from my hand. “Have you ever smoked in your life?” I rolled my eyes at him, “My first time.” I replied. “And you thought it was wise to just walk up to a stranger and grab his cigarettes? Crazy.” he turned away, dragging on his cigarette again like I hadn't just put my saliva all over it. I chuckled, “I know right. It's crazy. Everything in my life right now is crazy. I don't make sense. Nothing makes sense.”

He paused giving her a sinister smile that made her heart jump up and down in its rib cage. "Do you realize we can change our lives anytime we want like you can just go ahead and quit your job, start a new one, stop eating meat, start running every morning, quit smoking, start smoking, shave your hair off, tell that person you hate them, confess your love to someone and kiss them unexpectedly, move to a new city, a new country, learn a new language ; like why the fuck not !!" The stranger said passionately, like a lover of life full of positivity.

She sat in the corner of her cell all day without sleep, murmuring to herself over and over that it was all her fault. "Zachary, I'm sorry… If there's a next life, I promise I'll make it up to you." Without thinking, I immediately responded, "That won't be necessary, Mom. I don't want to be your son in the next life." As if she could suddenly see me, Mom turned toward me and exclaimed, "Zachary, you came to visit me! I knew you couldn't bear to leave me." I was startled, but I tried speaking to her again.

“So I'm just supposed to accept that? I don't even know what he looked like.” “You look like him, Ni…” “Then show me his picture or passport or obituary,” I interrupted, soaked with tears. “I burnt all of it.” she said. That shut me up for a moment. Then I stepped closer. “Why do people act like i’m…strange?” She was silent. A silence that was heavy and thick, like something was sitting between us. “Nira, people are always strange, everyone is strange, they just envy your success” she said finally. “That doesn't mean anything.”

With determination, I opened my eyes, but my steps halted when I saw something I absolutely didn’t want to see at that moment. A stranger. Things couldn't possibly get any worse, could they? "Listen," I said, trying to stay strong despite the strange energy surging inside me. "I don't want to kill anyone today. How about you just leave? I'll spare your life." "Oh, I'm so happy to leave you alone, beautiful," he said with a disgusting smile. "But the problem is, I can see you're horny. And there's no greater pleasure than having sex with a horny girl."

The whole hall exploded, murmurs surging up on every side. Karina looked at her own profile, sharp and clear on the screen, and a violent shudder ran through her as she shrilled back, "This is fabricated! You got someone to doctor the footage! Eli, say something, it was you yourself who ruled she was the thief back then!" She whipped her head around toward Eli at the door of the box across the way, desperate for some shred of support. Eli stood frozen where he was. Beneath the silver-gray hair, his features were ashen, his lips opening and closing again and again without a single word coming out.

The old woman's words hung in the air long after she said them. "The Bride of the Ninth Life has returned." Nobody moved. Not Kai, Not Draven, Not even the servant. The whole courtyard had turned to stone around me, and I stood in the middle of it, shaking, with no idea why a stranger kneeling on cold marble made me feel like the ground had opened under my feet. Ninth life?? What did that even mean? I looked at Kai. His jaw was tight enough to crack. I looked at Draven. For the first time since I'd met him, he wasn't smiling.

They had spaghetti, fruit salad, and a cake with a candle shaped 18 on it. Ellaine was forced to speak just to break the awkward silence, “Auntie, a while ago I met a strange woman. Her name is Margarette.” “Margarette? I don’t know a woman named Margarette living in the neighborhood.” “Maybe that’s because she’s living near the city proper. She has this shop selling weird stuffs as well.” Ellaine was not interested in eating her spaghetti anymore. She was merely poking it with her fork. “What kind of weird stuffs?”

She did not understand what he was saying because the whole crowd suddenly became noisy along with the loud and noisy music played by the disk jockey. “I can’t hear you!” She said aloud. At the same time, Francis grabbed her arm. She quickly flinched from him. The man's handsome face in front of them also darkened, and she could not figure out who was angry with whom. “Hey, bru! We're together. Some other day, you can talk to her about whatever you want— ” "Excuse me, Francis." She interrupted her former co-worker. “We should talk some other time. The concern of my readers is more important to me. ”

Is this why the fruit hanging on the branch of the Tree of Life is so sweet? The huge queue for food in the common dining room resembled a peaceful rally to taste all sorts of dishes that can only be imagined. In this pandemonium stood the same two young men who noticed strange details in the life of New Eden: the strangest thing is that no one asks questions, and even stranger is that they are the only ones who ask questions. "Don't you think it's strange that everyone is happy?" – what is it? " asked the young man, who had previously discovered that there were no stars in the sky at all.