[The voice function clicks on in a way that suggests that the button for doing so has been pushed with unnecessary force. That is to say: it is audible.]
Okay, look. I don't even care where I am or why, but you better explain what the heck is going on here, or I swear I'll go on a rampage the likes of which you have never seen
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Hello, uhm--
I--I'm sorry, miss, but I--I-I--I'm pretty sure...
[...wait, let's start again.]
My--My name's Herz. I'm a--a passenger, like you. We're all--we--we've all arrived the same, just showing up in--i-in our rooms.
I, uhm--I-I work on, uh--on deck's nine and ten. In a restaurant called Sergei's? It's--it's voluntary, y'know--they let us use the kitchens.
I could...tell you about the--the boat over these things or, uhm, y-you're--y-you're welcome to come down and--and I could make you something to eat while I, uh, I explain.
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Human.
I, uhm...
[He scratches his cheek, then busies himself with pulling up a stool close to her's.]
There's...a system. Or--or something the crew calls The System. It, uh, it--i-it brings people back. Should they...well, should--should they die.
I've...well, I--I-I've...died three times. On my, uh, m-my third death, I--I came back with...these eyes. It's--
It's what happens. I dunno why.
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[She gives Herz a good, long squint. Is he serious? He seems serious. She pulls up the stool and sits on it.]
I'd been thinking about trying something like remote recording over brainwave-patterns on moving targets, for my projects, and theoretically you could record that kind of data, if taken at a high-enough resolution and recombine it into a living substrate to produce-- I mean, it's all just a thought experiment, I haven't exactly got the lab set-up for it, but that actually makes sense. The eyes are a bit odd, but I guess it has to be something that degrades, or else the production costs would be...
I mean, 'eyes are the window to the soul,' right? It could be literal.
[OHgod babbling. An aneurism would be fabulous right now.]
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God, I--I-I really don't wanna wonder if--if my soul is corroding.
Any--anything else? You...you must have...other questions?
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Nevermind. I've been kidnapped to another dimension.
[This is apparently a thing to be said with the same tone as 'the bus is late.']
Where do you want to start?
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[She's taking this well. Hopefully she won't break too hard later.]
I'm...not sure where to--to start, though. Maybe, uhm, what you--you already know?
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[frown] And there's bears. I have had some ridiculous bear problems, but this is just stupid. Other than that...?
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