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005 || Elle Bishop || Accidental Video

[The feed is shows a wall scarred by scorch marks. The tilted image of a window bounces from side to side on the screen. Elle is speaking quietly but constantly, long past caring about her sore throat.]

I hate you. Don't touch me I'll kill you. I hate you. Don't touch me I'll kill you. I hate you. Don't touch me I'll kill you.

[The feed cuts out, but Elle keeps rocking back and forth, back and forth, murmuring the phrase under her breath like a mantra.]

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Just FYI, you're supposed to stop being crazy when they take the psychotropic drugs away, not start. Points for originality, though, it's always nice to have someone around who bucks the trend. Helps stave off the monotony.

[That's right. This was the girl he met upon his initial arrival, not to be confused with that teenager that looked just like her.]

Is someone with you?

Elle? Elle, it's Bruce. Can you hear me?

[Elle hears the voice coming from right by her ear and jumps, sending a flood of sparks at the wall. She presses herself against the wall on the opposite side of the room, eyes flicking this way and that for movement. It hadn't sounded like her dad, but what did that mean? Nothing- nothing made sense anymore. This voice was so different from the ones in the nightmares...]

[Not realizing that her comm is still on, catching a view of the wall to her side, she swallows.]

Where are you? I'll kill you.

[Elle groans. The feed continues to jump back and forth as she sways.]

I can take it.

[The voice is familiar, even if she doesn't recognize it. Her mind feels fuzzy. It's felt that way for days. Weeks? She doesn't know. Maybe it's been that way forever.]

I can take it. I promise.

[Elle whimpers and hugs her knees to her chest. Her response is barely more than a whisper.]

I can hear you, but I don't know what you want. You never tell me what you want. I'd do it if you told me.

Yeah, believe it or not that doesn't actually give me much incentive to tell you where I am.

I want you to tell me who I am, Elle. [He's not sure she's talking to him, is the problem.]

I don't care. I don't care. Why are you talking to me? What do you want?

I shouldn't be talking to you.

[And with that, the feed goes back to filming the wall, and Elle goes back to covering her head with her hands, rocking back and forth.]

You're-

[No, not Daddy. This man isn't her daddy. He's... different.]

You're a... man. Who tests people. You test people. You're a doctor.

[Part of her sounds relieved to remember so much. Another part of her is worried. How much trouble is she in? How are the doctors going to hurt her this time?]

[That's almost better than he expected, and he smiles at her, encouraging.]

Good, that's right. Do you remember where you are, Elle?

Um.

[She has to look around before she answers that.]

Not at the Company.

[She closes her eyes tightly, still trying to think.] There's a house.

[She thinks so hard she thinks her eyes will explode, her voice breaking.] Daddy put us here. He's testing me again. I should have killed those people, I know, but I don't remember who they are.

[Not that it will matter. Daddy will still blame her for it.]

Okay, Elle? You're on an island. Cape Kore. Your dad isn't here. Whatever you think you're seeing, it's not real, Elle.

[This has to be some kind of leftover side effect from the drugs. Most people seem to have come away okay, but he's not surprised to see someone having a meltdown.]

It's not real. Can you say that?

...right. Well, let me know how that goes for you.

[She's listening, but at that, she whimpers, pressing her arms harder against her head.]

It's a test. They're testing me. I can't fail. He'll be- he'll be-

I can't fail.

[She takes a shaky breath. She feels like crying. She wants to cry. But she can't. They'll take points off if she cries. Her voice is only a whisper.]

I want them to stop.

Alright, I want them to stop too. I won't let anyone get to you, Elle. I promise. Where are you? I'll come keep you safe.

[She sniffles. Can he really do that? Can he really keep her safe?]

[She looks at the feed, but it still takes her several seconds to string the words together.]

My place. I'm at my place.

I'll be right there, okay? Don't move.

[This is when he really wishes he had a good supply of something to give her that would calm her down. He hurries to her house, and he knocks before he tries the door.]

Hi, Elle? It's me. I'm going to come in now.

[Either because the door's unlocked or he'll pick it. He knows how to do that, mostly.]

[She looks at her hands as she sparks, then kills the sparks, then lights the sparks again. Should she kill him? Should she not? She thinks she's supposed to kill him. Who is he, anyway? Another peon in a white coat. Not good. Can't have those around anymore.

[But if it's a test... If it's a test and she fails, what will they do to her then? She doesn't want it to be a test. She doesn't. She doesn't want it to be at all.

[But she doesn't know. So back to the original question. Does she kill him or does she not?]

[He steps inside, and he's going slow so as not to startle her, but also because he's a little unsettled himself. If it's the drugs doing this to her, then she's potentially dangerous, as a whole litany of people know firsthand thanks to Bruce himself.]

Elle? [He spots her and moves slowly toward her, his hands where she can see them. He isn't wearing a white coat, if it helps.]

Hi. It's Bruce. I'm here to keep you safe, okay?

[She watches as he moves closer, the lights in her hands still turning on, then off, then on again. At length, the room finally goes dark, and Elle doesn't spark again.]

Bruce? [Her voice is little more than a whisper. She thinks she recognizes him now. He was the scientist-doctor here who'd been nice to her.]

Are you real?

[This is definitely spooky, and he doesn't get too close when she's still playing with the sparks. In the darkness, he's still, almost holding his breath, the better to hear her with if she moves. What he does eventually hear is a relief.]

Very real. There's no one here but the two of us.

[The sparks die for good, and she hugs herself as she chokes on a sob.]

You're sure? You promise? Because Daddy was here. I saw him! He was right here.

[She covers her head with her hands, her voice coming out in a whimper.]

I don't want him to hurt me.

I know. [He crouches down next to her and slowly puts an arm around her shoulders, pulling her against his side.]

I saw my dad too, but it was a hallucination, just like your dad is. He's not really here. No one's going to hurt you, Elle.

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