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4th Elevator (Voice)
[ The events of the past few days have had Gary thinking, what with the earthquake and the chaos that followed. He missed his control room. He missed having the ability to push a button, or flick a switch and have the situation in front of him resolve itself.
However the more he thought about it the more he remembered just how big and vast it was....so many different parts that needed monitoring and cataloguing. So many things that needed to be done to successfully complete the ritual.
And that was the point...the room and the ritual was too big for just one person.
There has to be somebody else in there right? Somebody else to help oversee the entire operation. But why was he drawing a blank when he tried to remember this person?
He could remember everyone else...Dr Amy Lin, Officer Daniel Truman, the boys from accounting. They were like his second family after all. So why was it such a chore trying to remember who helped him with the ritual?
He drums his fingers on the desk before speaking.]
So does anybody here ever feel like...I don't know.
[He tries again.]
Does anybody here ever feel like their memories have been tampered with?
I know it's such a strange concept here in the land on rainbows and lollypops but you don't ask you don't get right?
However the more he thought about it the more he remembered just how big and vast it was....so many different parts that needed monitoring and cataloguing. So many things that needed to be done to successfully complete the ritual.
And that was the point...the room and the ritual was too big for just one person.
There has to be somebody else in there right? Somebody else to help oversee the entire operation. But why was he drawing a blank when he tried to remember this person?
He could remember everyone else...Dr Amy Lin, Officer Daniel Truman, the boys from accounting. They were like his second family after all. So why was it such a chore trying to remember who helped him with the ritual?
He drums his fingers on the desk before speaking.]
So does anybody here ever feel like...I don't know.
[He tries again.]
Does anybody here ever feel like their memories have been tampered with?
I know it's such a strange concept here in the land on rainbows and lollypops but you don't ask you don't get right?
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I agree. It IS a pain in the ass. And yes, that may be your loss.
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The memory of Louis from demolitions photocopying his own ass at an office party is one I’ve trying to get rid of for years!