Video Diary 2

[rea_norton]

[The communicator flickers to life once more, and Andrea's confused face once more appears]

Uh, can anybody hear this? Am I really mad? Is this really an asylum? What was the farm? Where did it go? I didn't imagine it, did I?  
...Maybe I really am mad.

[Suddenly, a fierce look comes into her eyes]

I'm not staying here. I want to go home, RIGHT NOW.

Comments

[mezzo_giorno]

The farm is gone and won't come back, like the beach and the ruins.

[rea_norton]

Where has it gone to? A farm can't just disappear, you know!

[mezzo_giorno]

The damn asylum diappeared when we went to the farm, too.

[rea_norton]

She groans in frustration. "I don't understand!"

[mezzo_giorno]

I doubt that anyone here really does. ...So what is your name?

[rea_norton]

Rea. Well, Andrea really. Who are you?

[mezzo_giorno]

My name is Romano.

[rea_norton]

Romano? You sound like you're out of a Shakespeare play.

[mezzo_giorno]

[Don't make him get emotional about this]

You mean Romeo, I guess.

[rea_norton]

[she shrugs] I guess your name does sound a bit like his. But that isn't what I meant. I guess it just sounds like it's out of some old fashioned play or something."

[mezzo_giorno]

I'm most definitely not out of a play like that, especially not out of an English one... You can call me Lovino though, if you would prefer that.

[rea_norton]

She shrugs. "I don't mind. It's your name. What's wrong with English plays, anyway?"

[mezzo_giorno]

"They're English - at least they're not German, I guess that is something."

[rea_norton]

"Hey! What's wrong with English?" She's quite offended; Shakespeare is a favourite of hers.

[mezzo_giorno]

England sucks. [He shrugs and crosses his arms over his chest.] He stupidly tortures poor, innocent food like it's nobody's bussiness, and then tries to poison others with it.

[rea_norton]

[She mimicks his stance] England is not a person, it's a country. And what do you mean, it tortures food and poisons other people with it?