hadriel | two ☆ video

[ The video starts zoomed in on a bowl, full of water, but the image reflected is oddly murky. River's finger appears from the top of the frame and gently rings around the edge with her fingertip. ]

Some things were found that belong but not to her.

[ The camera moves to a notebook full of detailed handwriting. River turns the pages rapidly, so it's difficult to determine just what the notes are for, but: ]

She could cook.

[ Another move to loose leaf pages written in strange symbol-like cryptograms. Some of it has side-by-side translations in Mandarin, but not all of it. ]

These are strange. Like a joke told in the dark in the wrong language.

[ Next to that there is a sketchbook with a pencil on it. Some of the drawings are River's, but some are not.

There's also a pocket stop watch and something else, something flesh colored and curved and somewhat small but River covers the lense at that one. ]

A device for counting and the part for listening, open, removed from the host.

Is it yours, here?

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[ Will was to distraught to listen to her. Haunted with visions of tubes and medicine. Gloved hands and gagging. A dream? A memory? No, it couldn't be! Abigail was still missing, and Will had no idea where she was.

He coughed and dropped his phone. Standing up and pacing the room. ]

I .. I wouldn't! ... I wouldn't?... I have to find her!

[ At times like this it was useful that she could find someone like Will easily; his mind sang out to her like a mirror crack'd, an echoing bell in quiet chatter. Too similar, but yet very different.

He drops the phone and she is on her bare feet, running up stairs until she finds an empty room. Then climbing the windows and walls until she reaches his, taps on the outside. ]

Will!

[ Will's mind was too loud. Alive and alert with those he'd let in, those who had lingered and those he wished to forget. It was easy for himself to get lost and forget himself, so when memories like this came flooding back, they spilled and poured out, overwhelming and painful.

He didn't hear her tapping, at first he didn't even hear his name being called. The door and windows were open, she could enter of her own choice, she was safe with him, though he didn't think he was safe for himself right now. ]

Did I kill her? Why... No, no that wasn't ... Abigal? Abigail! I wouldn't! I... I...

[ Well, she tried. With that she simply slipped into the space between sill and window, bare feet silent on the floor as she stopped in front of Will and wrapped her arms around him, tight. ]

You didn't, you didn't.

[ Will blinked, startled by the sudden contact. At first, he froze, just stood there as she wrapped her arms around him.

His tears fell fast and constant, he didn't know what was going on. When she spoke, when she told him she was innocent, he sighed deeply and finally held her back. Breaking, sobbing and burying his face in her little shoulder. ]

I saw it.. felt it... It was real...

[ He gagged as he cried, his wet eyes against her hair. ]

Reality is malleable.

[ Everything is malleable, in River's experience, except for death. ]

Maybe she'll come here, and maybe it will be okay.

Then why does it feel like my reality is breaking?

[ She's calming. Her words make sense. Like a cool breeze, she dusts through his mind for a moment. ]

... You think so?

[ He wouldn't want Abigail to be stuck her, but he's selfish enough in that he'd like to see her, to make sure she was okay. ]

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