[Oliver is sitting in a bedroom in a flat--obviously a creation of the holo-suite. The room is neat overall, although the paint on the walls is peeling a bit and it gives off the air of being slightly old. There are two desks against one wall, separated by a dresser. One is very organized, with books stacked about it, a pile of papers, and a ( Read more... )

[the sphere clicks on to a young boy, just starting to sit up in bed, rubbing his eyes and giving a huge yawn; he has a sweatshirt on that is about twice his size, pooling around the half of him that is visible over the bedsheets]

Mum? [blinks, looking at the room around him] Are we on holiday? [more loudly] Mum! Where’s everybody?

[starts ( Read more... )