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[ don't worry about it. ashlyn watches the balloon... there it go... ]

... Fun isn't on my priority list right now. When we need to pass the time, I won't complain about how people do it, but we shouldn't let our guard down.

[Jesus.]

You're a funny kid. [Not a dig, but the minute it leaves her mouth she fears it'll be taken that way. Camille smiles and posts up in a lean against the nearest seat, arms crossed and hands winding into her sweater.] I'm not looking for a good time right away either, don't worry. You're not the only one with their eye on the ball.

Have you found anything interesting so far?

[ unfortunately ashlyn gives her a flat look even though she didn't take it as a dig. she's just like this... ]

I wish I had found less interesting things. But no hidden secrets, so far.

Bummer. Same here.

[She clucks her tongue.]

Answer something for me though.

What's up?

Has something like this happened to you before?

[ hesitates for so long that it's obvious the answer isn't just 'no'

and then

for some reason still tries: ]

No.

[Tilts her head.]

[ sweats ]

You might want to work on your poker face.

[And response time. Camille eases off though, holding up a hand in peace.]

If you don't want to give me the details, I probably don't need them. If you know something that helps though...any dots connecting between then and now? Could be useful.

[ hrmrmg. ]

... What should happen didn't happen on schedule, so on some level there's a complete disconnect. And any similarities are...

[ thinking about to word this. ]

I don't think it's relevant. It's more like small coincidences.

Midnight? When you fall asleep?

[It's the only time she's made reference to, so.]

I guess most kidnappings overlap in the broad strokes. How about the occult angle? Absentee captors, anything like that?

... Yeah.

[ anyway, ]

I... can't say there's no occult angle, but it doesn't match this place at all. And the rest was all even more different, so. [ she sighs and shakes her head, as if it would have been kind of a relief if it WAS connected. at least then she'd understand it better. ]

Did they gas you?

[Maybe she shouldn't push the kid. She can ease off in a second, let her tell her truths on her own terms. Still, there's so much unanswered here, and this is the only straw she's found to grasp at.]

Okay. I mean, it's a weird coincidence if there's no connection at all, but it's a big wide world out there.

How'd you get out?

Gas me? No. I got injected with something when they grabbed me, but...

[ looks at? her? ]

Well, I got brought here.

You got kidnapped from your kidnapping.

... Yeah.

[ haha! ]

What the fuck.

[GURL.]

Okay. Really enterprising cultists, these are. Good to know. How hard would it have been to get to where you were?

... Hard, I think. I don't know exactly where we are, but there's high security and multiple levels of it.

Some kind of experimental facility?

They called it a containment facility. But they do keep drawing my blood, so...

So they're studying something.

[Which is doubly disturbing, now that she knows how wild the universe can be. There's plenty of people who are outwardly supernatural here. What about hidden traits? Like kids in Stephen King books, moving shit wit their minds and starting fires?]

I guess.

[ anyway ]

So where are you from? [ ... smooth... ]

[very smooth.]

Chicago.

Oh, a normal answer. That's pretty surprising here.

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