[Before getting down to his business for the day, Alister takes the photos he promised and sends them off to Beckett.
* attachments: 10 photos, labeled "photo#". Clear, sweeping shots of the park (1) and the mass graves that Alister has unearthed from various angles in the best light possible. He's made sure the corpses themselves are as well-documented as he can manage.]
[ In Beckett's inbox, there is an image. An image lovingly created in the tablet's drawing program. An image that is a complete mess comprised of overly-loopy cursive text handwritten on a background of different coloured lines and swirls.
Yeah.
The text reads as follows:
Still kicking, friend? \OuO/ Did you know that most robots and AIs are completely unable to read non-uniform text placed onto a sufficiently garbled image? It's a major weakness of all but the most advanced ones! I believe people from Earth used to use that sort of thing to stop automated programs from signing up to their ECHOnet sites and such. Isn't that interesting?? ♥
[Oh, how interesting. It takes him a little while to get the hang of how to do things, but within an hour, a swirly text image - colourful, although strangely dominated by sheds of red - happens to appear in Angel's own inbox. WHAT COULD IT BE.
Much improved, thank you. I was not aware of this fact. Isn't history fascinating? You say "all but the most advanced", though. How would you rank Norfinbury technology in terms of advancement as you know it? Also, what on earth does \OuO/ mean?
See, he's not Old, he can totally manage digital technology!!]
[He hasn't really spoken to Beckett much since he arrived, but he has heard several worrying things through the grapevine. The conversation he had with Zell a couple of nights ago has pushed the last straw, and so he's sending a message just after lockdown.]
Beckett, it's Alphonse, I don't know if you remember me but we need to talk.
[Though they haven't spoken much, Beckett has a good memory for names; moreso for people tagged in his mind as perhaps more than they seem. His answer is dry but cordial.]
I do remember - the alchemist. How can I help you?
[ Voice over video, considering his stuck ECHO-eye and dead arm. One of the last people he wants to look pitiful in front of. ]
Hey.
[ Of course, his voice is shredded and pathetic, so. Not much of an improvement. He clears his throat. ]
Angel showed me the talk you guys had. The one about Vaults? Not sure what I can bring to the table, since she's kiiiiiind of the expert, but I was kind of sort of in the middle of hunting one down, so. Sure, let's talk.
[Beckett would vastly prefer text communication now, due to some people and their insistence on burning mouldy furniture, but he also knows the value of keeping things even. So on the bright side, this means he sounds about as ragged as Rhys does.]
Any additional insight would be welcome. I'm aware that- [cough argh etc.] pardon, I am starting to think that Angel and I are both... biased, on this subject.
There are two obvious options. The first is that we are not searching in the right place, and NIMA is located in its own, separate facility.
The second is that we are not searching for the right thing. It may not be a machine as we conceive of it at all, and we will not recognize the relevance of anything we do find.
Hey, Beckett. Are you going to continue your investigations of the bodies up in the park? I think I've mentioned, I'd... kinda like to see those folks buried. But only if you're done up there, I don't want to interfere with your work.
[You're not going to believe this, Steve, but Beckett sounds reasonably glad to be hearing from you!
Steve. No, I wasn't going to keep digging - although, if you are heading there to bury them, I may join you for a final look. If you do not mind the company.
*He's not sure how he feels about what he asked of Beckett before he died, but even if he hadn't said anything the man would have been on he short list of who gets a heads up that he's returned. He can sort out his feelings when he's got some better footing.*
iam back
didyou find any thing ?
*He has no idea how long he's been dead, so he doesn't know if Beckett even had a chance to do anything.*
[The response only comes much later in the day, close to lockdown, after Beckett has had a little time to process what happened the night before. Seeing Brian alive is definitely a welcome relief after that, and he is glad to have something to tell him.]
It's good that you've returned. I did find something.
@Rdua and I spent the night at the funeral home. She was in the morgue, I was in the office. We left the tablets on to talk to each other. This is what I managed to record. Be careful - don't play the last few seconds, or the sound will blow your tablet out.
[Here he attaches the video of what they got from midnight on: First the hum that rises in pitch, then the sudden popping out of the corpse slabs and the way their backs illuminate, then the rising light until the video is gone.]
The tablet failed after that, but I heard more movement. At some point she started to scream until her throat was gone. I heard what I think was her skull cracking, then silence. There was light and movement in the morgue until an hour or so before dawn. @CaptSteveRogers got me out in the morning. We couldn't find any trace of her or any evidence of anything that happened.
[A dry report. He has no interest in starting to examine any particular feelings he might have about the incident.]
Beckett?? I need to tell you something on Rhys' behalf. But first I need you to promise not to tell *anyone,* okay? Not that you're a gossip, but, you know. It's a very serious thing (so serious that I'm not even going to emote at you!!).
*Each night Brian sends a separate video. Enjoy his contentless updates, Beckett. He figured you'd want them and/or probably would have offered in post office log.*
Night 89 *The video starts with short bit of going through the grocery store, but most of the video is inside the toy store, with Brian going through the shelves and around the walls. At one point he tries a door in the back that's locked.
Also there's a period of a few minutes where its focused on him cutting open a stuffed monkey with a steak knife. There's just stuffing in there, as one would expect, but Brian jerks backwards once he's done cutting and Jade can be heard obviously surprised and worried about it. The video at this part is heavily distorted, and not just with Brian's usual distortions (that are common in the rest of the video) but with the screen pulling and such that's common with monsters and places like the morgues.*
Night 91 *Tonight Brian and Jade are exploring what appears to be a souvenir shop. Its pretty packed with shelves of touristy things, mostly Native American (Iñupiat) stuff. There's also a small backroom that's free of tourist-trap-ness. Its not very exciting and the only distortions are Brian's normal ones.*
[Definitely not dead, then. Off the tablet - glad that Brian communicates strictly by text - Beckett affords himself a moment of all but shivering with relief.]
A number of things. Anomalies looking like inhumanly tall men around you, mostly, though those seemed harmless. Later you and Jade were attacked by one that looked similar to one of those trolls, with glowing eyes - maybe glasses - and surrounded by green fire. The tablet falling, a great deal of blood.
*Tonight's video features snow, rubble, and what appears to be a home decor store. The shelves are basically empty, but damn there are a lot of them. Lots and lots of aisle of...creepy. Most of the video is quiet, but sometimes footsteps (other than Brian's) can be heard and at a few points giggling (?!) happens. The source of the giggling is never seen, but when its heard the picture has mild, rippling distortions. Those happen sometimes for the extra footsteps too. Brian's normal distortions also happen. Thankfully none of those ripple.*
Not far west from my previous location, as far as I can estimate. Which I grant isn't terribly far. I hear you've been separated from Jade - do you know if you are still on the same side of the tunnels?
*Tonight Brian and Jade are touring a small book store, an accessory store and a large library.
The bookstore's shelves are mostly empty (surprise, surprise) but there are a few books still there. They mostly seem to be fictional and range from novels to picture books. None of the books have dates or prices on them. The building itself is dark, as there are clearly not enough windows to light everything. There's a back room that's locked but Brian doesn't spend much time at it once discovering the door can't be opened.
The accessory store was once brightly colored but is now worn and damp. Traces of Beckett's true nemesis, mold, can be seen around. There are still some scarves, bags, costume jewelry and other accessories in the store but most of it seems ruined.
The library is large, consisting of two floors and has sections that one'd normally expect in a library and a few study rooms. There are also some lounge areas, including a children's libary and a teen's library, both of which have beanbag chairs. At one point Brian cuts open a beanbag chair in the teen's library but there's only normal beanbag chair stuff inside of it. Occasionally there are tables and chairs that look like they once had computers but, like everywhere else, the electronics have been removed. The library, like the bookstore, is mostly empty of books. The books, and few magazines, that exist are once again void of dates and suggested retail pricing. The magazines also lack address labels. There's also a section for movies and video games but it's completely empty.*
Night 94
*Much less of interest this day as most of the area seems to be snow and rubble. (Brian thankfully doesn't send ALL of their rubble wanderings, just bits here and there. Enough to get the idea that there isn't much else to be found.) The only building the pair find is a storage unit that is sadly lacking in lighting. Brian explores it by tablet-light and discovers only illegible and/or crumbling books.*
Night 95
*More rubble, more snow, and eventually a return to the building from the night before. Brian and Jade go through the storage unit again and gets much of the same results. They do find a book cover that looks interesting, something about miniaturization in technology...but the book itself is completely missing.*
Edited (...text is basically automatic for him) 2016-03-24 16:49 (UTC)
If you ever see this, I hope you're happy and you've learned what you wanted to. Telling you not to do something like that again obviously doesn't work and you've more than proven that I can't stop you, so. I won't stress it too much. I'm not happy with you.
Hope you'll be back soon. Let me know if you need anything when you wake up.
[Finally, a reply. And Beckett sounds - not too bad, actually. Calm. It's almost the same wry but amused tone he used on Clayton when the doctor himself revived.]
How the mighty hath fallen. Clayton Epps, finally admitting that he can't stop me. And all I had to do was die.
[The smirk is right there in his voice. But he sobers up after, humour gone, more contemplative. Maybe even - no, not a chance.]
Jokes aside, I do suppose I owe you - at least an explanation. But face to face, if you don't terribly mind. Does your clinic still have hot water?
*Because what better way to tell your friends you care than to share traumatizing video he knows Beckett will want it ifwhen if he returns, Brian sends a sanitized copy of Beckett's death video. Its been muted and the video cuts off shortly after 'Angel' starts to rise from the ground.*
[Clears throat. Steve's tone is neutral, all business.]
Peggy says you had some questions about the two of us, and whether we're from the same world? I figure my perspective might be more helpful, since I've got about 70 years on her. ...It's true what Peggy says, I was asleep for 66 years. But in my present, where I was brought here from, Peggy's still alive. We're friends, we talk often. She's never said anything about being brought to Norfinbury. But that could mean... any number of different things. Peggy—Peggy here—she and I haven't had a chance to compare notes, really. So far nothing from our shared history that's come up has been noticeably different. If this changes I can let you know.
It's probably also worth considering that there was a Peggy in the funeral morgue, since before I got here. I—assume she's still there.
If you have questions, I'll answer them. ...Is there a reason, though, that our situation is of more interest to you than that of any other groups that know each other from home?
[If it isn't just the call he'd been waiting for. Expecting? Dreading? Probably not dreading, but Beckett is a little surprised that Steve is being so helpful here. How nice of Peggy not to set him off, though... she did seem a woman to fight her own battles.
Neutral all-business it is.]
Honestly, a lot of it is convenience. I had an easier in for talking to her than most, and her being quick on the uptake doesn't hurt - and you must admit, your situation is rather unique, once one becomes aware of the time gap. Doubly so when one is aware - ah. [His voice drops a little when the realization clicks. So that was who Steve saw in the morgue that day. Well. That easy in just got very very complicated.]
It isn't personal, if that is your worry. I hardly have some vested interest in keeping you all to myself. [He half-jokes without thinking; his thoughts are all elsewhere.]
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