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Awaken...
[ Everything still feels a bit hazy when you pull yourself out of bed this morning. Bed... not all of you may remember going to bed. It may take several long minutes for that feeling to die down. Several things may seem immediately wrong. But even if the basics are familiar-- there's a sort of uneasy feeling of wrongness that lingers as you come to. That feeling will probably never go away entirely.
Attached to your wrist is a small plastic wristband, almost like a watch, but without the numbers. Try as you might, it won't come off. For those of you who are familiar, it is designed with an uncanny familiarity to a Fitbit.
And then there's your current abode-- the room is fully furnished for one person-- and you are in fact alone, which may be a relief... or a great concern. The basics are all there: desk, lamp, bed, closet...
As the little things go though, it's almost completely bare of any personal flare. No personal effects at all...
With one exception.
On the desk sits a black tablet. And almost immediately after you find it, the thing starts going off one rapid fire 'ding' after another. Check it out and you will find several messages have popped up on the screen for you to scan through. The source and the content is... well. As questionable as everything else this morning I'd say. ]
[ It would seem that you have much to investigate. Perhaps discussing it with these "others" may be the most beneficial way to proceed for now. At the very least there is a promise of answers in the near future. Whether or not they'll be to your liking though... highly doubtful at this stage, really. But who knows! Going back to school (or to school for your first time) can't be so bad, right? ]
Attached to your wrist is a small plastic wristband, almost like a watch, but without the numbers. Try as you might, it won't come off. For those of you who are familiar, it is designed with an uncanny familiarity to a Fitbit.
And then there's your current abode-- the room is fully furnished for one person-- and you are in fact alone, which may be a relief... or a great concern. The basics are all there: desk, lamp, bed, closet...
As the little things go though, it's almost completely bare of any personal flare. No personal effects at all...
With one exception.
On the desk sits a black tablet. And almost immediately after you find it, the thing starts going off one rapid fire 'ding' after another. Check it out and you will find several messages have popped up on the screen for you to scan through. The source and the content is... well. As questionable as everything else this morning I'd say. ]
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[ It would seem that you have much to investigate. Perhaps discussing it with these "others" may be the most beneficial way to proceed for now. At the very least there is a promise of answers in the near future. Whether or not they'll be to your liking though... highly doubtful at this stage, really. But who knows! Going back to school (or to school for your first time) can't be so bad, right? ]
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Like the author.
[ or maybe detective/author in his case. ]
I have not seen a raccoon. If I find one, should I alert you? Does it have any distinctive features?
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[At this point it's best not to get his hopes up.]
Yes. Please do so. Karl is very friendly, and probably the only raccoon in this place. So if you see one, it's most likely him.
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Karl. I'll be on the look out.
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[Understatement of the year.]
Is.... Is there anything I could do in return?
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[Just.... just give him an moment to process that.]
Normally I would think you've gone insane, but I've already met an alien today among other things so.... alright. Okay.
[He is handling this.]
Do.... do you have any sort of proof for this theory?
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[.............. WELL THIS IS AN THING NOW.]
............ Okay. So time travel is.... no longer only in the realms of science fiction now. Okay.
[Give him a bit.]
And androids are real now too. Alright. Okay.
[Poe just.... lets out an long sigh.]
This mystery just keeps getting more and more complex.
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Do you need assistance?
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[He could use an assistant/partner with how complicated things have already gotten.
Poe, don't steal Hank's android.]If we want to figure out why we're here, then we're going to have to investigate the premeisis after this.... 'orientation'. I'm hoping that we'll get answers there, but.... I doubt we'll be that lucky.
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We'll learn something, at least.
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That is true, yes. Do... do you plan to ask them about your time travel theory?
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[Silence can say more than words sometimes after all.]
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[He HATES group meetings... but this is the most efficient way.]
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We'll have a better sense after orientation.