[Video\Action] || Hunt 20 || YELLOW FEVER

[100deaths_a_day]

[The feed clicks on. He's grabbing some of the assorted bars as rations for Sam and himself. But... he can't just help himself. He opens one, and bites into it.]

By the taste of these, S.A.M.M has done something right, guys.

[He goes about the clinic, trying to see if there's anything else that he can take, when he suddenly pauses. He looks up at

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[rosa_haschen]

Hey, is something wrong?

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[100deaths_a_day]

[is that a voice? Where's it coming fro- oh. Communicator. He picks it up and regards it distrustfully.

But, He knew this kid so...]

...They're watching us...

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[rosa_haschen]

[That just just makes him more concerned and confused.]

Who? SAMM? We already knew that.

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[100deaths_a_day]

No, no, no... It goes beyond that....

I mean, who made him? Whoever they are, they're watching us. And we're just like.... specimens at a science fair. The project of that creepy kid who always brings in an ant farm.

[rosa_haschen]

That's scary to think about. But we can't do anything about it unless we know where those people are. [Pause] If they are there.

[100deaths_a_day]

Oh, they are. Why would they need cameras? Why would we be here. It's all an experiment to watch us and see what beat we dance to.

[rosa_haschen]

Why are you getting worked up about it now? If they're watching, they've been watching us since we got here.

[100deaths_a_day]

They... have...? [And now he's lookign around again.]

They could be listening right now...
On this.

Hell, they could be taking the information straight from our brains! there's plenty of things that can read minds, after all.

[rosa_haschen]

What? Dean, I don't think they're reading our minds.
[Holding up his hands in what he hopes is a soothing gesture.]

Calm down.

[100deaths_a_day]

Don't tell me to calm down. [Hey, stick him on a plane and you get much the same reaction.]

Do you know that they're not reading our minds? Maybe you're here to throw me off the sc-

[a gasp] You're one of them! They know I know and you're here to try and throw me off the scent because you know I know, and I know that you know that I know because I told you i know.

[rosa_haschen]

What? [He's confused and worried about Dean, but accusations tend to make him indignant.]

I'm not! How could you think that? Why would I want to work with anyone who brought us here? They took me away from my family!

[100deaths_a_day]

Or that's what you want me to think. It all makes so much sense.

[rosa_haschen]

Do you really think I'd want to be here? Or that I'd want Kisa to be here?

There's something wrong with you. You were being so nice before.

[100deaths_a_day]

[He waves the half-eaten ration bar at the communicator.] There's nothing wrong with me.

[rosa_haschen]

[He counters your bar waving with a arm failing.]

Somethings wrong. Unless you aren't actually as nice as you were acting.

[100deaths_a_day]

Huh. [there's a pause. He's a nice person. Or, he thinks he is. He knows he can be an annoying ass, but he's nice. Especially to kids.

Cue self doubt.] I'm Pretty sure that i am a nice person. I'm annoying -especially to Sam- and I know that! I mean, I sing to the same five albums in the car over and over, and I'm freaking crazy... But I'm nice.