The return of some semblance of normality (or the newer version of it, anyway) had prompted Wikus to start wandering, exploring this new environment he had been unceremoniously thrown into.  While before he had been content to return to his old ways, comforted by the fact that this new place, wherever it was, held none of the dangers he had been ( Read more... )

There’s a dull ache at her back when Piper opens her eyes. Finding herself standing, no less, on a platform in a strange metallic room that doesn’t resemble an ounce of the cold, cave structure of the Underworld sends Piper into panic mode. She looks around the room, trying to get a grasp on where she is-and where the Source is, he couldn’t have ( Read more... )

It's around five o'clock in the morning when the citizens of Taxon find themselves inexplicably transported into rooms within the Sanctuary. Doors are left open and beds unmade, food abandoned and lights left on, still shining brightly for those who were awake and are no longer present. The Extras don't seem to notice the captive population's ( Read more... )

The city will never be home, but at least now he is starting to gain some sense of control. Between the unexpected temporary population boom, the various incarnations of vampire panic, and now the recently ended language glitch it was easy for the average person to be constantly reminded of how far from home they had been transported. Maybe ( Read more... )

At around noon, the silence was broken. The Extras resumed their idle nonsense chatter, and any citizen checking their tablet would note that voice and video transmission are available again. After a little experimentation they will also realize they have their voices back ( Read more... )

The last few days have been awkward for Jenna. Okay, the last week or however long it's been already. She's been trying to keep to the house more than anything lately, especially since the sudden inability of EVERYONE to speak... or even type in English. for the most part, Jenna's been avoiding dealing with the tablets since she found that out, but ( Read more... )

 The room is large, and empty, and overwhelmingly clinical and sterile, and Wikus' immediate thought is that they have caught up with him again. The last thing he remembers is going to sleep, finding shelter in one of the abandoned hovels in the camp and wrapping himself in whatever ragged, filthy blankets he could find against the chill and ( Read more... )

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