EJ003X | audio | night 011

[littlemissfutility]

Hello?

[ The voice is whispery right now, but it still sounds young and female. Enough talk, and some of the vowels might sound just a touch southern. ]

Is there anybody out there? Dawn? Is Dawn here?

[ A pause. ]

If someone's out there, I need help. And if whoever's out there doesn't wanna help - I'm armed.

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[aluminumandash]

Sounds like a reef. [ He says—faintly surprised, although by now he shouldn't be. ] Or a chunk of plane. We've been finding those.

[ A pause. ] You come from someplace ugly?

[littlemissfutility]

Like a coral reef? [ Like Australia, she thinks. ] It could be. There were tide pools.

[ A pause to match. ]

The whole world is someplace ugly, where I'm from.

[aluminumandash]

[ A soft hum in the affirmative, a noise the walkie may or may not catch. ] Can I ask—what's pulling you back there?

[littlemissfutility]

Everyone else.

[aluminumandash]

[ Well, fuck. ] Urgent?

[littlemissfutility]

[ It feels like a weird question. Everything's urgent in the apocalypse, and nothing is. ]

Yeah. Kinda.