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@ -139,10 +139,18 @@ Carter reached for that cool breeze on the back of her neck and pulled back as w
No, not screaming, shouting. Surprise, not fear or pain. Caitlin and Johansson shouting.
Carter sat up in the chair she had appropriated and tried to tug off the gloves of the mirror-rig, found her hands bound with a zip-tie. They wouldn't prevent her from looking, though.
Carter lifted her head from the chair she had appropriated as a pillow and tried to tug off the gloves of the mirror-rig, found her hands bound with a zip-tie. Police frowned down to her. They Couldn't prevent her from looking, though.
Caitlin was holding RJ's hand, and Johansson was shouting for a doctor.
RJ's eyes were open.
Before she could rejoice, before anyone could stop her, even herself, she delved back in. Delved back in to the 'net, to her home sim, and swiped up an audio broadcast to Sasha, Debarre, Avery, Prakash, Johansson...everyone she could think of, and began talking. Those that were not listening live would receive a recording.
"My name is Dr Carter Ramirez, researcher at University College London studying the lost. We have succeeded in waking up one patient, RJ Brewster, and have discovered the mechanism by which individuals get lost. The police and Western Fed agents are here to prevent me from saying this, so if I disconnect, that is why. Do not use the DDR. This is the source of the mechanism as described by Mx Brewster."
She kept speaking until she had exhausted the knowledge of what she had learned over the last week. The pressure from on high. The data shifting. The rising panic. The only thing she left out was Prakash's involvement, the Sino-Russian Bloc's interest in the case.
And then she pulled back once more, sat up, and tugged off the gloves with her teeth. She shrugged to the police and, on seeing RJ sitting up, smiled over to em.
Ey did not smile back. "We have to get Sasha."

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@ -30,7 +30,7 @@ I have little else to offer but the words that plagued me while I was lost.
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I am at a loss for images in this end of days:
I have sight but cannot see.
I still have words and the will to speak them,
I build my castle out of words;
I cannot stop myself from speaking.
I still have will and goals to reach for,
I still have wants and needs.