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[The video turns on to find a face that will be instantly recognized by some and completely new to the rest. It's a young girl in her mid-teens, long brown hair draping her shoulders and delicate features staring right at the camera. She's frowning just a little bit, taking a deep breath before she finally brings herself to speak, sounding just a little bit more daring than her older counterpart.]
Good evening. I know there are a lot of us who are lost, but I was wondering if anyone knows my mother. Her name is Erica Sayers.
[Nina pauses, remembering something else to add.]
Or, uhm. Miss Christina Simmons. She's my ballet teacher.
[There's a pause. She opens her mouth, presses her lips sheepishly with an exhale and shifts her hands a little before deciding to end the broadcast.]
Thank you.
[Her hand covers the camera before it shuts off.]
Good evening. I know there are a lot of us who are lost, but I was wondering if anyone knows my mother. Her name is Erica Sayers.
[Nina pauses, remembering something else to add.]
Or, uhm. Miss Christina Simmons. She's my ballet teacher.
[There's a pause. She opens her mouth, presses her lips sheepishly with an exhale and shifts her hands a little before deciding to end the broadcast.]
Thank you.
[Her hand covers the camera before it shuts off.]