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[micycle]

[For a second after the feed fizzles into life, Mike just sits there, blinking at his device in urgent confusion. Normally it would be astonishment, but the kid's been through hell and (part of the way) back, and it shows on his face; this is going to be the coolest once he gets a good night's sleep under his belt, but right now - ]

Um. [He pushes a pair of dust-coated goggles up into his hair, and coughs. The scarf below his chin seems coated with a similar substance.] Is there an Indiana here?

[A brief pause. He knows how dumb that question sounds.]

I really need to call someone.

Comments

[micycle]

That's so stupid. They just use us like experiments, and then mess with our minds?

[The idea pisses him off, understandably.]

[couldbebeautiful]

I don't know, experiments take place in a controlled lab situation, usually. This? Is pretty far away from anything even vaguely controlled.

[micycle]

It's bullshit. And I'm sick of hearing about stupid Russia.

[couldbebeautiful]

You, me, and everyone else in this mess.

If it helps, they don't actually expect you to come fight for them. I've been here for months and so far I haven't been conscripted into fighting a war.

[micycle]

What, so basically there's no point to this at all?

[couldbebeautiful]

Pretty much. If it helps? They're not happy we're here either, we're all just trying to make the best out of a shitty situation.

[micycle]

If they aren't happy, they should just send us all home!