
Originally Posted by downaburricksthroat
Or, you wake up. A clear arch thing slides away from your face as a man and woman in doctor get-up tell you to get some rest. The man keeps egging you on about how you need to tell him what the glyphs mean, but you don't know yet. Apparently, you've been in simulation that accesses your genetic memory, allowing to to view and play like a video game the events of you long-dead ancestor Garrett's life....
I haven't looked through this thread all the way yet, someone let me know if they beat me to the punch and already made this joke.