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[need_to_rule_it]

[rustling, a groan, a yawn...Billy is waking up at his workdesk again]

Wait...huh?

[shuffling as he pushes papers around. His research notes were jumbled in with other jotted equations, which had some other guy's name on it.]

W-what is going on, here? Who's 'Fred'?

[looking around, there was stuff everywhere, completely covering his room. Pictures and

Comments

[chasingvisions]

Fred. Huh. [frowns. there's something familiar about that name. and this guy's voice. hmm]

[need_to_rule_it]

Yeah. 'Huh' indeed.

[inspecting the equations]

At least the guy looks smart.

[chasingvisions]

That name sounds so familiar. Maybe I knew a Fred.

[need_to_rule_it]

Well. If you happen to run into him, let him know I have some important-looking stuff of his.

Oh...[clears throat]...if you happen to find anything labeled "Billy," let me know?

[chasingvisions]

Sure, no problem!

Got it. And if you find anything labeled "Cordelia", it's mine.

[need_to_rule_it]

Cordelia. Check.

[jots it down...and then muses]

Is this a game or something?

[chasingvisions]

God, I hope not.

[need_to_rule_it]

It's like some sort of messes-up scavenger hunt.

...I really hope we're aren't supposed to be competing with each other.

[chasingvisions]

If we are, I wonder if we get extra points based on how traumatic the memory is?

[need_to_rule_it]

...Oh. [says that sort of ominously]

...Uh...have you been finding alot of those kind?

[chasingvisions]

Not yet. But you never know around here.

[need_to_rule_it]

Should we...give those ones back, if we find them?

[chasingvisions]

I certainly wouldn't want someone holding onto something of mine, whether it's traumatic or not.

[need_to_rule_it]

...what if it's really traumatic?

[chasingvisions]

Then I'd better get to it first.

[need_to_rule_it]

[quiet for a minute]

Anyways...

I'll let you know if I find a "Cordelia" lying around.