Sep. 4th, 2010

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[Bryn's comm clicks on. It's not on purpose, but someone rolled onto it and then bumped into another body.

That was concerning, considering that Bryn had been aged down to seven years old, not just in body but in mind. Her eyes opened and found a boy laying on the bed across from her. Bryn's reaction was immediate.

With an ear-piercing shriek, she scrambles upright and starts throwing pillows at the intruder. A boy's holler, King aged eight, follows the thud of pillows hitting his head.]


Who are you?

Who are you?

I asked first!

Why are you on my--where am I?

[Bryn goes quiet, though her silence doesn't last long. Lower lip trembling, she sniffles and starts crying as King looks around and notices the strange room.]

You kidnapped me didn't you!

N-no! [Her crying grows significantly more audible.] I want my brother...

[There's a pause.]

Well, okay we'll...we'll go find him. And my sisters too.

[Another loud sniffle.] We will?

Yeah sure, just stop crying, jeez.

[The audio cuts out.]

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