ic contact; MoM

[coppelganger]

Hey, it's Sarah. Leave a message.

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[ewenique]

I went back. I remember the night Beth died, now.

Do you have a context for punk?

[coppelganger]

[ There's a long, long pause (during which Sarah might be puking out of anxiety or tearing her cuticles to shreds or something else, it's a mystery). ]

Yeah, I do.

So what's the last thing you remember?

[ewenique]

Beth told me to hide, and to watch the others. She gave me her gun and walked out the door.

[coppelganger]

I'm sorry, MK.

[ It's all she can say. She's sorry for a lot of things. ]

[ewenique]

I'm sorry, too. It was a long time ago, for me, being here. Do you remember how recently we saw each other?

[coppelganger]

Here? It was at the beach, for the memorial thing.

[ewenique]

Thirty three days ago.

Maybe one day our lives will be less strange. But I think we are alike, you and I. We're so used to strange we don't know how to operate without its presence. Alike and different.

[coppelganger]

I wouldn't argue with you on that. I wouldn't know how to go back to being normal.

[ewenique]

We were not made to ever be normal. We can't return to a state that has never been ours.

[coppelganger]

Yeah, you've got a point there.

[ Then, a few seconds later, before she can talk herself out of it: ]

You should come by the house sometime, MK.

[ewenique]

( For a moment, she freezes. Being involved with her sisters bought them death. Being involved with her sisters saw them die. )

Why? Do you require cyber security systems?

[coppelganger]

No. I just thought we could hang out.

[ewenique]

( She wants to. It's terrifying but she still wants to, and that seems so wrong. )

I don't know how to do that.

I am not good at doing that. Spending time with me compromises people's safety. Talking to me, seeing me.