A Series of Unfortunate Events
[ The video feed clicks on to something not entirely clear. A pair of small hands, perhaps? But then it settles and comes into focus with Bennett holding the PCD in her lap, much like the first time she arrived.
Only she's five. Though she's distinctly missing the 'how did I get here?' variety of childish panic. No, Bennett looks...tired. Slightly defeated.
She sighs. ]
So. I don't use this thing very often.
[ A pause, and then more hurriedly. ]
I was never the sort to use work emails to 'catch-up' with people in the company. I didn't do social networking sites. I talked in person, rarely over the phone. That was it. And old habits are hard to break.
So this...this is an event? [ She laughs. It sounds bitter and unsettling coming from someone so small. ] What a very interesting word for it, it brings to mind the image of signing on the dotted line. Yes, I'd love to have my body and mind manipulated in ways I wasn't anticipating. At least the Actives did sign.
We didn't sign up for this.
[ She opens both palms towards the PCD. ]
But when this event ends the ability to use my left arm goes with it. Odd, how I stopped thinking about it really. Three years is a long time though I suppose it's a little past four, now...
I still don't see the point of this...
Some of you have been here for a long time and I cannot comprehend how you can just...look at this failing world and be used to it. I? Would love to go home. If there was a home to go to. If....if it meant even just a month or normality? I'd like that chance.
Won't get it, i know that, but... [ She shrugs. ]
Hell, I think at this point I'd settle for the Topher I know as opposed to the one who apparently thinks I'm the creepiest thing this side of 2AM horror movies on cable.
Yeah. I suppose I just wanted to say...something.
Whatever. [ Bennett shakes her head and turns the feed off. ]
Only she's five. Though she's distinctly missing the 'how did I get here?' variety of childish panic. No, Bennett looks...tired. Slightly defeated.
She sighs. ]
So. I don't use this thing very often.
[ A pause, and then more hurriedly. ]
I was never the sort to use work emails to 'catch-up' with people in the company. I didn't do social networking sites. I talked in person, rarely over the phone. That was it. And old habits are hard to break.
So this...this is an event? [ She laughs. It sounds bitter and unsettling coming from someone so small. ] What a very interesting word for it, it brings to mind the image of signing on the dotted line. Yes, I'd love to have my body and mind manipulated in ways I wasn't anticipating. At least the Actives did sign.
We didn't sign up for this.
[ She opens both palms towards the PCD. ]
But when this event ends the ability to use my left arm goes with it. Odd, how I stopped thinking about it really. Three years is a long time though I suppose it's a little past four, now...
I still don't see the point of this...
Some of you have been here for a long time and I cannot comprehend how you can just...look at this failing world and be used to it. I? Would love to go home. If there was a home to go to. If....if it meant even just a month or normality? I'd like that chance.
Won't get it, i know that, but... [ She shrugs. ]
Hell, I think at this point I'd settle for the Topher I know as opposed to the one who apparently thinks I'm the creepiest thing this side of 2AM horror movies on cable.
Yeah. I suppose I just wanted to say...something.
Whatever. [ Bennett shakes her head and turns the feed off. ]