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[cold_dry_pieces]

[There's a bit of static and a few beeps as he picks up the device and pushes buttons aimlessly, triggering the audio and eventually the video. What, they didn't have stuff like this in the seventies, okay? All you can see is a sliver of a young, perplexed face, and a backdrop of fuzzy ceiling. After a moment he gets bored trying to figure out

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video;

[makes_you_tick]

Hey there, kiddo. Need help with something? [yeah, he noticed his apartment in the video. He definitely has some ideas about who this is.]

video;

[all_he_saw]

[He's going to squint suspiciously at you. Whether he realizes you can see him is anyone's guess. Talking box, what gives.]

Do you know where my mom is?

video;

[makes_you_tick]

I don't, I'm sorry. But I can help you look, if you'd like.

My name's Gabriel, by the way. Where did you last see her?

[the background on his screen is changing, away from hundreds of clocks, and to the street]

video;

[all_he_saw]

I was at home yesterday and when I woke up I was here. It doesn't look like any place I ever saw though, outside.

Are you a friend of my mom?

[voice]

[cry_reaper]

[Someone kinda recognizes that apartment, although she's not sure why. Aren't curse memories fun?]

Hello? Little boy? Don't wander off.

[voice]

[all_he_saw]

[He's old enough to know you're not supposed to talk to strangers, but also old enough to know that you're not supposed to wake up in strange apartment buildings that look nothing like home, so.]

I have to go home.

[voice]

[cry_reaper]

[Um, okay. Kids. Right, she can talk to kids. Why is she talking to this kid?]

Well, everyone wants to go home, we just... can't yet.

[voice]

[all_he_saw]

Why not?