[Video | 001: Arrival]

[artofpersuasion]

Mom?

Dad?

[Closing her eyes, she forces herself to focus as she takes a calming breath.]

Think, Ella.

[The harder she tries to recall how she got here, the less she seems to remember. Why can't she remember? Her memory isn't something she usually has to worry about. Sighing, she slowly climbs to her feet, cautiously following the lights.

Sitting not far from the exit, she looks out over the destroyed city. She wonders what happened in this place, whether anyone had survived. More than anything, she wishes her parents were here to see it with her.

Finally turning her attention to the device, she studies it a moment before figuring out its basic functions. After a moment's hesitation, she activates the video feed, drawing her knees up to her chest.]

I'm not supposed to be here.

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[artofpersuasion]

My family isn't here. I'm as alone as I've ever been.

[She sounds more defeated than confrontational, though.]

They won't let us go home, will they?

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[abetterway]

[Her voice is gentle, but insistent.] Family, I have found, can be made anew.

[Slowly, she shakes her head.] I'm afraid we haven't found a way to leave. If we manage to get the ship running, however...

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[artofpersuasion]

Not this family. [There's a small smile there, though. At times, her family can seem a bit like a band of misfits, but they were all together for a reason.

She considers that for a minute.] Even if we can, how would we know where we're going?