"It was," Miles nodded. "I must say, though, his was the last voice I ever expected to hear again. His death was confirmed over the intercom. The message left little room for doubt, which leads to a new set of questions. Who, exactly, are the men on the intercom and the radio? It's possible that one, or even both of them, have been lying about their identities. The second: who is this 'Jill' that took over on the radio, what's happened to her, and what's her role in all of this?"
He was thinking out loud at this point, letting the ideas roll off his tongue as fast as they formed in his head, but thinking about theories and thoughts behind this place was as much a coping mechanism than it was anything else. It was actually easier to think rapid-fire thoughts about the powers that be than it was to think about last night in direct terms.
"There's the possibility that 'Jill' doesn't actually exist, per se. We know they have access to some extremely high-level technology in this place; it's entirely possible she's a computer program, like that 'IRIS' last night was. That could explain her periodic absence and the fact that not all of her clues have been accurate." A moment's pause for a sip of juice, then he continued.
"And, of course, you're right. They have too much control over what we perceive for this to be a simple trick of leaving the intercom running. The question, then, is why do it in the first place? I could understand it easily enough when the intercom messages served only to taunt us and the radio messages were accurate clues, but it's grown into something more than that. The problem is that we can't see the forest because we're stuck inside a grove of tall trees. There's some bigger puzzle, but I can't make it out clearly."
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He was thinking out loud at this point, letting the ideas roll off his tongue as fast as they formed in his head, but thinking about theories and thoughts behind this place was as much a coping mechanism than it was anything else. It was actually easier to think rapid-fire thoughts about the powers that be than it was to think about last night in direct terms.
"There's the possibility that 'Jill' doesn't actually exist, per se. We know they have access to some extremely high-level technology in this place; it's entirely possible she's a computer program, like that 'IRIS' last night was. That could explain her periodic absence and the fact that not all of her clues have been accurate." A moment's pause for a sip of juice, then he continued.
"And, of course, you're right. They have too much control over what we perceive for this to be a simple trick of leaving the intercom running. The question, then, is why do it in the first place? I could understand it easily enough when the intercom messages served only to taunt us and the radio messages were accurate clues, but it's grown into something more than that. The problem is that we can't see the forest because we're stuck inside a grove of tall trees. There's some bigger puzzle, but I can't make it out clearly."