An accidental video on the fifth floor [1/??? artefacts collected]

[sadfreezingbrit_archive]

What--

[ Philip looks around, running his gloved hands along the wall. Where is the destruction? The decay? The ice? ]

No. No, this is not...

This can't be...

[ The door he came through is not the door he came through. And the frozen landscape behind that door? Is suddenly a warm corridor with a nice, carpeted floor.]

Where am I?

{ We're not in Kansas anymore, that's for sure. Not that you've ever been, far as I can tell. Heh, not that you're missin' out on much... }

What did you do?!

{ Calm down, monkey. For once in my life I'm just as clueless as you are and I've been around for a while, so that's sayin' somethin'. }

Turn it back!!

{ Now listen here: You can either go on yapping and blame it all on Clarence till you're blue in the face, or you can get a grip and have a look around. }

Turn it back...

{ Oh, and one more thing: How about you get rid of those gloves? We're obviously not below zero anymore and I'm sure you'd hate to have your monkey palms all sweaty when you shake hands with whoever brought you here. }

Oh God...

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[psych0ruin.livejournal.com]

You can't rewind it because this is another universe.

Unless you didn't mean time travel.

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[sadfreezingbrit.livejournal.com]

[ Please excuse Phil. He doesn't mean to be rude by staring all silent and horrified, it's just that Aradia's appearance isn't contributing to his state of OHGODWHATTHEHELLness. ]

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[psych0ruin.livejournal.com]

[Sorry, the robot doesn't understand your confusion. She quietly stares back at him for a long moment.] Is something wrong?

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[sadfreezingbrit.livejournal.com]

What are-

...

Are you the hive mind?

{ Whoawhoawhat?! I can't believe you just asked that! That's low, monkey, even for you. }

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[psych0ruin.livejournal.com]

No, this isn't my hive.

[ACTION]

[40410.livejournal.com]

[ Hey, you know that staircase not far down the corridor from where you are?

There's the audible creeeak and faint thudding of footsteps coming swiftly up it. ]

[ACTION]

[sadfreezingbrit.livejournal.com]

[ AAAHHHHOHGOD!!!!

Philip stumbles back through the door, into the room he appeared in.

Instantly suited to his needs it becomes cluttered with boxes and crates and entirely deprived of any source of light.

The closet is a most appreciated addition and Philip instantly uses it as a hiding place. ]

[ACTION]

[40410.livejournal.com]

[ This would be all very subtle and no doubt Philip would win this game of hide-and-seek, except that Alex arrived at the top of the stairs in time to spot the terrified retreat. Cue spinning around and staring worriedly about, afraid that he's walked into some kind of horrible deadly situation here.

It quickly becomes apparent that he hasn't, and therefore the next best explanation is that the guy was reacting to Alex himself. It's an idea which doesn't sit well with Alex at all.

So when he walks past the guy's open door, past his pitch-black room, he says in loud annoyance: ]

What the hell?

[ ...before continuing on towards the next staircase with his armful of library books. ]

[ACTION]

[sadfreezingbrit.livejournal.com]

[ !!!! ]

NoNOnoNO, wait!

[ An Infected wouldn't say that! Or would it? This has to be a human! Another human, a person, A PERSON!!! Or not?

Philip storms out of the closet, bumping into crates, falling over boxes, suddenly not welcoming the layout at all, but the magical room doesn't have time to catch up.

Neither do his doubts as he tumbles, trips and falls through the door, onto the floor. ]

Wait, wait!

Oww...

[action]

[fratermaior.livejournal.com]

[Guess who's watching you, from down the hall, looking on with a slightly raised eyebrow and his hands in his pockets?]

[action]

[sadfreezingbrit.livejournal.com]

[ I, the narration, have the answer to that!

Philip, unfortunately, hasn't got a clue and will just look around the area for a while until he finally decides to turn around and spots Pendergast.

He freezes instantly, shifting his feet, ready to run. ]

[action]

[fratermaior.livejournal.com]

[Pendergast knows panic pretty well, so he slowly takes his hands out of his pockets and holds them up, in a clear sign of calm, controlled harmlessness. Softly, he speaks, and his voice is very calming and unhurried.]

Relax. I'm not here to hurt you. What is your name?

[action]

[sadfreezingbrit.livejournal.com]

{ Looky here, another monkey. I think that one's putting a liiiittle too much effort into the whole 'calm and soothing' routine, so if you wanna make a run for it, I won't blame you! }

...

Philip. Philip LaFresque.

[ He walks towards Pendergast, one slow step at a time, but his initial expression of relief falters with Clarence's words, replaced with hesitation. That thought was admittedly at the back of his mind, but it was buried deep and never would have surfaced on its own. ]

lol monkey palms are better than naked thing palms.

[thinkin-man.livejournal.com]

Are you all right?

Has anyone given you the run down of this place yet?

[sadfreezingbrit.livejournal.com]

[ TEXT! People turn into naked monsters, but computers are your friend! At least... at least they don't attack you. Much. He locates the keyboard and starts typing. ]

Not by a long shot, but I'll pull through.

I was on my way to (I think) Science Wing A, Amab|

Science Wing A, Dr. Swanson sent me, but I don't think this is it??

Somebody told me it was called The Mansion in "Wonderland".

[thinkin-man.livejournal.com]

Do you need help?

There isn't a way out of here. People are drawn from separate universes and brought here. There isn't a Science Wing A here, and I've never heard of a Dr. Swanson.

It sounds insane, but it's true.

I've been told time doesn't pass in your home while you're here, at least.

[sadfreezingbrit.livejournal.com]

[ Insane? Try having an alien stuck in your head, that's insane. ]

Is this another research station?

@ time doesn't pass in your home while you're here

Are you sure???

[video]

[born-from-mist.livejournal.com]

U-uhm... Are y-you all right, mister...?

[video]

[sadfreezingbrit.livejournal.com]

[OHGODWHATISTHISTHING?!]

No. No, I'm really not.

[video]

[born-from-mist.livejournal.com]

Oh.. U-uhm... You don't have to be s-scared/

[video]

[sadfreezingbrit.livejournal.com]

[ Extremely humourless and slightly mad laughter ensues. ]

Why- why not?

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[devildom-diva.livejournal.com]

Gloves? Seriously?! Those are, like, so not stylish. Ugh.

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[sadfreezingbrit.livejournal.com]

{ Can't say I'm much for fashion myself, but Greenland in the buff? Now there's a thought! }

The snow. There... there was- I was... in the snow before.

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[devildom-diva.livejournal.com]

W-I-M-P.

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[sadfreezingbrit.livejournal.com]

At minus twenty degrees!