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[likethetragedy]

[In downtown LA, you will see a woman dressed in black save for a red scarf wandering the city. She's holding her journal open and staring down at it curiously.]

My flight to New York was canceled without any explanation.

[Elektra watches as the words copy themselves unto the book. She continues speaking as if to test the journal.]

When I woke up

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[zone_of_truth]

[dictated, because he's in his office]

You can also use filters to have private conversations, and contains everything you need to know about the castle.

... Well, what's supposed to be a castle, and currently Los Angeles.

Welcome to Paradisa.

[likethetragedy]

Show me how to use the filter.

[zone_of_truth]

What's your name?

[likethetragedy]

What's yours?

[spongetastic]

Yeah, none of us are where we planned to be.

[likethetragedy]

[It talked back...?]

Who is this?

[spongetastic]

My name's Peter. You must be new here. Sorry, I know it's weird talking to a book.

[likethetragedy]

Weirder things have happened.

[Walking off to a private place now since everyone is staring.]

Where exactly is here Peter?