[When Paddy gets this, it's not over the journals. It's a short message directly to him, as seen through her eyes.]

I'm free.

The "Laura Palmer" from port is a really lucky woman. Married to someone she loves, working in her dream career, mother to a child she adores...she's happy, and she has every right to be. I wish her well, and I'm glad I got a taste of what it means to have a good life. I even liked being older...it's something I'd never get a chance to experience ( Read more... )

[The video feed turns on to show Laura standing in front of a mirror. This mirror reflects not only Laura, who appears to have aged up considerably, but a very nice bedroom as well. There's a framed photo on the bedside table that she hasn't noticed yet--it's of this older version of her and Miss Parker, smiling and posed together with a little ( Read more... )

[Laura switches her video function on and looks into the camera. She's sitting up in bed, and the video is shaky because she herself is shaking.]

Something's happening. Something bad is happening!

[She points the camera at...nothing. All that's recorded is the rest of her room, empty of anything unusual, but she sounds like she's on the edge of ( Read more... )

[Just...screaming. Laura's communicator turned on when she dropped it to the ground, and it transmits shrill screaming that sounds more than a little like Laura's gone off the deep end. She witnessed bloody sacrifices, one of whom was her buddy Miss Parker, and she was possessed. Not just a little possessed, like BOB used to do in order to write to ( Read more... )

[The video function turns on, and Laura can be seen to have painted some sort of yellow pigment, probably just paint of some kind, across her upper face and chest (which is bare, by the way, aside from a few beaded necklaces--it's a good thing she had her 18th birthday this summer, or this would have taken on a whole new level of creepy). A black ( Read more... )

Dear "Santa Claus..."

( Cut for length! )

I'm sorry for dumping all of that on you. It was selfish and pathetic.

[Hi Barge! Have a 13-year-old Laura looking mildly hysterical.]

Where am I?! I want to go home! Take me back right now!

Please...

BOB, I don't like this game...

[Taken just before Laura decides that the only way to keep BOB from hurting her is to hurt herself. BIG WARNING: mentions of child abuse occur in the comments, PLEASE don't read if that kind of ( Read more... )

[Laura just woke up, and has no idea about the strangers on the network. Her eyes are squinted half-shut to guard against the light.]

What the hell happened? Last thing I remember is--

Neil, where are you?!