Where...where am I?

[lithiumflower9]

The little boy...I don't know his name. I have to find him. He said he would get a cyborg body if I folded a crane for him, but I just can't do it...I want to try again, and maybe if I keep folding, I can make a crane. My stupid fingers don't want to do it. I hate this stupid body. I hate that stupid plane. I wish we hadn't tried to go on that trip, and then the plane never would have crashed, and he wouldn't have gotten hurt, and...and...

*sniffles*

(OOC: Everyone, feel free to find poor little recently-cyberized Motoko sitting in the Square, hunched into a little crying ball of sadness.)