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[madteos]

[The comm hums to life. There's a beat of silence. Finally, the window opens and whoever is listening can probably hear the ocean.]

No...

[The voice sounds so far away. But finally, he picks up the communicator and takes a deep breath to steady his nerves.]Listen, please. I'm not a weapon. I'm not dangerous. I promise. Can you fix me? If you can

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[idkmybffsean]

[Well that was confusing.]

You alright, lad?

[madteos]

[Uh. No.]

Not really.

[idkmybffsean]

[Pfft. Yeah good one Joe.]

Right. Shoulda seen that answer comin'.

[Small pause in the name of lighting cigarette.]

Uhh, who is it ya wanna talk to exactly? The Captain ain't exactly the social type.

[madteos]

...Where are we? Which one are we going to?

[Siberia is worse than Greenland. Please say we're going to Greenland.]

[idkmybffsean]

[Joe scratches his head.]

Other passengers say we're headed for a place called the 'Golden Shore'. Dunno how much truth there is to that claim though.

[madteos]

But that doesn't make sense. [What's a Golden Shore?] Nobody uses boats anymore. Unless we're going to prison.

[idkmybffsean]

Lad, you're new here aren't ya.

[It's not a question.]

Right. Wherever you're from, you aren't there anymore. Whatever world you knew? This ain't it.

[madteos]

...

[What. Not in Burim Pax? How does that even work? The whole world is Burim Pax. He hesitates.]

Are you sure?

[idkmybffsean]

Sure enough?

There's people on this ol' boat that ain't from my world. Where ya from exactly, lad?