001 [Video]

[spinorfall]

[The camera flickers on, revealing a man sitting in a chair, spinning a top on a table. The area around him seems to be nondescript, abandoned. His clothing is soaking wet, but he doesn't seem to be paying attention to that. Weightier issues press on his mind

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[byweavinglives]

It's a closed Network very similar to the Internet common to some worlds.

[spinorfall]

I've gathered as much.

But why it exists in a place like this--with people posting...things.

[well, it remains to be seen. It's a bit advanced. For at least his theory. That's clearly starting to fall apart around him, like the old buildings of his dreams.]

[byweavinglives]

Probably as a communication method. Why else?

[spinorfall]

But why here is the question.

Of course it's for communication.

But this place shouldn't need it.

[byweavinglives]

Why wouldn't it need it?

[spinorfall]

It's complicated.

[And discussing the whys is a bit too much information. That he isn't willing to provide a stranger.]

You are?

[byweavinglives]

Saya Wallace. I'm a mechanical engineer.

[spinorfall]

That get much use, here?

[byweavinglives]

I own a garage. I manage.

[spinorfall]

So basically, you are making a life here.

[Disturbing, to say the least.]

[byweavinglives]

I'm a pragmatic woman. And I like my work.

[spinorfall]

Keeping busy in case you never go home, then.

[byweavinglives]

Yes.

[spinorfall]

[And that's a sobering thought. But it marks her as a projection, to him. One to watch for further information.]

Fatalistic of you, don't you think?

[byweavinglives]

Would you rather I wallow in misfortune?

[spinorfall]

I would expect you to try and find a way home.