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Jan 03, 2011 21:39

[The image on the video feed is a little shaky.  It depicts a woman in her mid-twenties sitting awkwardly--like she doesn't quite know how to arrange her limbs--on a chair in one of the dug-outs with a coarse brown blanket over her shoulders.  Her long, brown hair is loose on her shoulders; an untied ribbon hangs limply in the thick ponytail. Besides the blanket, she's wearing several strings of white pearls and a tattered white dress with spaghetti straps; no shoes.  There's a slightly nibbled sandwich in her other hand and steam rising from an untouched cup of coffee on the table.  Her voice is confused, anxious.]

Ah ... hello?  Is there anyone who can hear me?  The man who brought me here wasn't very talkative.  He started to explain a few things--something about the danger of the darkness, and that I'm in a country named Canada?--but.

[She puts the sandwich down and rubs her arm.] I think he was a bit frustrated with me because I'm not exactly mobile yet, so I-- [she laughs nervously, with a slight edge of hysteria, oh god, is anyone even seeing this?  Is this just another mad vision?]--I had to be all but carried away from that little field where I woke up.

At least, I think I've woken up.

If someone, anyone, could respond to this so that I know this experience isn't another dream inside the crystal grotto, I'd be very grateful.

And -- if -- if anyone is there, my name is Lucrecia Crescent.  Dr. Lucrecia Crescent.

c: sunny gurlukovich-emmerich, c: abraham van helsing, c: urahara kisuke, c: minato namikaze, †: aizen sousuke

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