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saveourearth2018-07-13 09:37 pm
warped_replica) wrote in saveourearth2018-07-13 09:37 pm
Secrets Revealed [Log]
Date:End of June
[Ever since the night of the celebration that had captured so much attention when the aurora appeared despite the Earth being inappropriately tilted along its axis for such a phenomenon, Benjiro had been preoccupied by the familiar experience. The number that had returned had burned itself into his mind. He jotted it down on post-it notes or briefly in search engine lines before being respectively crumpled or deleted. He figured his neurons must have misfired, conjuring the number and causing the odd cluster of temporary symptoms that had long passed. Surely, his brain had latched onto the random numerical sequence as significant secondary to the anxiety brought on by the incident. Writing it then, would give him a way to express it harmlessly.
That only worked for a few days.
While writing on his tablet at lunch, he scrawled the number out in some empty space. Before he could turn the stylus over to erase it, something else followed without his input. Messages began appearing. He shut the case cover without powering down. Later that night, when everything was calm and he was certainly alone, he opened it to examine once more. The text was gone...until he wrote the number again. With the return of the text, he started to drag and move it around, revealing more. What had seemed entirely random came with names and clues connecting those names - and beyond even that, audio played. Once he had combed through what he could find, he tried to screenshot the text so he might access it from his photos without entering the number only for nothing to show when he checked the images on the device and again at his computer.
Reliably, the words would appear with the use of that number, but he couldn't seem to capture it electronically.
Since then, he has checked every evening with the number to monitor, reviewing whatever new occurrences he could find through it. More names...one that came with a surname. One that was undeniably familiar as some of the voices in the audio had been. As the first names had been in the first entry he found.
Nearly two weeks since the aurora, late in the afternoon, he stands at the doorway of the office belonging to Professor Jacob Petty with a paper notebook held tightly in both hands. School was over, and technically, these were not his office hours. That alone made the teenager more uneasy as he stared at the floor leaning with his back to the wall and his bag hanging from one shoulder. He has been doing his best to keep focused on everything, especially classes, but by now, his preoccupation with the strange connection has begun to show physically after skipping more sleep than usual.]
[Ever since the night of the celebration that had captured so much attention when the aurora appeared despite the Earth being inappropriately tilted along its axis for such a phenomenon, Benjiro had been preoccupied by the familiar experience. The number that had returned had burned itself into his mind. He jotted it down on post-it notes or briefly in search engine lines before being respectively crumpled or deleted. He figured his neurons must have misfired, conjuring the number and causing the odd cluster of temporary symptoms that had long passed. Surely, his brain had latched onto the random numerical sequence as significant secondary to the anxiety brought on by the incident. Writing it then, would give him a way to express it harmlessly.
That only worked for a few days.
While writing on his tablet at lunch, he scrawled the number out in some empty space. Before he could turn the stylus over to erase it, something else followed without his input. Messages began appearing. He shut the case cover without powering down. Later that night, when everything was calm and he was certainly alone, he opened it to examine once more. The text was gone...until he wrote the number again. With the return of the text, he started to drag and move it around, revealing more. What had seemed entirely random came with names and clues connecting those names - and beyond even that, audio played. Once he had combed through what he could find, he tried to screenshot the text so he might access it from his photos without entering the number only for nothing to show when he checked the images on the device and again at his computer.
Reliably, the words would appear with the use of that number, but he couldn't seem to capture it electronically.
Since then, he has checked every evening with the number to monitor, reviewing whatever new occurrences he could find through it. More names...one that came with a surname. One that was undeniably familiar as some of the voices in the audio had been. As the first names had been in the first entry he found.
Nearly two weeks since the aurora, late in the afternoon, he stands at the doorway of the office belonging to Professor Jacob Petty with a paper notebook held tightly in both hands. School was over, and technically, these were not his office hours. That alone made the teenager more uneasy as he stared at the floor leaning with his back to the wall and his bag hanging from one shoulder. He has been doing his best to keep focused on everything, especially classes, but by now, his preoccupation with the strange connection has begun to show physically after skipping more sleep than usual.]
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Accommodations? [His confusion is clear. Benjiro is definitely missing something if there may need to be adjustments made to maintain an outward appearance of normalcy.]
[The idea of being limited to observation only is met with a reluctant frown. He knows it logically, but that does not temper his curiousity.]
no subject
[He's not saying who, though. Don't ask.]
no subject
Right. As it is, I don’t think we can talk to anyone that doesn’t have a number without sounding certifiable.
[Benjiro pauses as he considers the connection of physical changes and trying to maintain a separation between normal activities and the numbers. Physical changes would support their claims with visible concrete evidence, but depending upon the severity of those changes, they could potentially threaten relationships to those that were not numbered.
There isn’t anything he can do to plan without knowing more about the limitations of those changes.]
In making observations, I think recording dates, times, possible environmental influences and circumstances, the actual effect, symptoms experienced at the time, and location would be necessary. Can you think of anything else that should be included?
no subject
That all sounds good for now. Include who you were with, if anyone, but I'm assuming that's under circumstances.
no subject
Vaguely, but you’re right. It’d be worth noting the names of those we can identify rather than only if we were alone or with a certain number of people. It’s possible spending time with others that have a number could have an influence.