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Day 34: Breakfast
[starting off in M13]
The last part of the night was little more than a blur in Homura's mind. The men had rushed in, but not joined them, instead staying off to themselves. Before any of them had a chance to react, however, a voice sounded through the air, mocking some other person Homura had never heard of, and the patients themselves.
To Homura, whoever that man was, he sounded a great deal like a god.
But before he could ask questions, the demi-god found himself no longer in the chapel, but some strange room on a bed. Is that what Kenren had meant from his earlier warning? Homura sat up, glad at least that the world didn't spin when he did so. Then the same man from before began to speak again, with a completely different tone. It was confusing to hear him talk that way, calling them patients instead of prisoners as he had before. Homura listened quietly as the announcement was made, then got out of bed.
Maybe he wouldn't have to go anywhere yet. It wasn't like Homura knew where to go anyway, and that meant he had time. If this was his room, and if he had been here as long as Kenren had said, there was a chance he could find something with answers. The Taisho had even told him that Homura had seen Rinrei. Certainly he would've written something down, made a map, something that could let him find her again! He started with the desk at the end of his bed, first finding a small stack of notebooks. Picking up the first, he flipped through, turning the pages with quickening desperation as he found each one to be blank.
The last part of the night was little more than a blur in Homura's mind. The men had rushed in, but not joined them, instead staying off to themselves. Before any of them had a chance to react, however, a voice sounded through the air, mocking some other person Homura had never heard of, and the patients themselves.
To Homura, whoever that man was, he sounded a great deal like a god.
But before he could ask questions, the demi-god found himself no longer in the chapel, but some strange room on a bed. Is that what Kenren had meant from his earlier warning? Homura sat up, glad at least that the world didn't spin when he did so. Then the same man from before began to speak again, with a completely different tone. It was confusing to hear him talk that way, calling them patients instead of prisoners as he had before. Homura listened quietly as the announcement was made, then got out of bed.
Maybe he wouldn't have to go anywhere yet. It wasn't like Homura knew where to go anyway, and that meant he had time. If this was his room, and if he had been here as long as Kenren had said, there was a chance he could find something with answers. The Taisho had even told him that Homura had seen Rinrei. Certainly he would've written something down, made a map, something that could let him find her again! He started with the desk at the end of his bed, first finding a small stack of notebooks. Picking up the first, he flipped through, turning the pages with quickening desperation as he found each one to be blank.
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She paused to take a few more bites of her own breakfast, wanting to make sure she had enough to hold her over until lunch. "What year?" she asked, blinking at the odd question. Then she remembered the few references to different times on the bulletin board and understanding flickered across her face. "Ahh. It was 2006. What about you?"
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"When I left it was 2008," he said with a nod. 2006 wasn't that far off but still, it was weird to see so many people from different times, not to mention different universes. "It seems that we've all done a bit of time jumping here."
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"2008? Really?" Claire looked interested by this. "You're from the States, right? Was... is everything okay? I mean, there wasn't any huge explosions or major catastrophes, right?"
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He needed to calm down. His instincts were telling him to run, but maybe she wasn't a cyborg. Perhaps she was someone who knew about Skynet and it's eventual launch. Still, this was a delicate subject and he had to keep his wits about him.
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"Although..." she countered, a puzzled frown slipping across her lips. "I suppose that's still no guarentee. We might not even live in the same universe..."
This multiple universe thing was really confusing.
She shrugged, smiling sheepishly again. "Oh, well, I'll stay optimistic about it anyway. It's not like I can do anything about it here, anyway."