[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.

Comments

[Video]

[artofpersuasion]

I can handle it, you know? Whatever it is. I just wish I could remember.

[Video]

[relicrebellion]

I believe that's something that is troubling most of us. Certainly most who have had the chance to consider the implications.

[Video]

[artofpersuasion]

What do you mean?

[relicrebellion]

That a great deal can be hidden even within a small gap in memory. That is all.

[artofpersuasion]

You think we've forgotten more time than we realize?

[relicrebellion]

I believe that it is impossible to tell at this juncture. Preparing for the possibility is only prudent.

[artofpersuasion]

I guess you have a point.