Day 44; Video 001

[bostonhowler]

[She is disoriented. The odors here are so different and she can’t find the smells of the pack. Her fingers flutter nervously, pushing escaped tendrils of bright red hair out of her face.

She looks almost panicked and on the edge of tears. Brown eyes lock on the bracelet thing around her wrist. Brigid bites her lower lip.]

I don’t want a house. I have one. I don’t need another one. I’m staying with my aunt and uncle. Mark and Anne Hannigan, from Cambridge. Can someone please direct me to the nearest bus station?

[She swallows and turns away. Her brown eyes find the feed again. They shine with unshed tears. Her curly red hair flutters around her face. One blunt-nailed hand rises and brushes tendrils back behind her ear. Brigid isn’t wearing makeup and is drowned in a bomber jacket with several military patches on it. Her eyes flicker out over the area around the fountain.

She nearly curls in on herself.]

Can anyone hear me? I need to get home. Please. If you can tell me how to get home… I’d appreciate it.

Comments

[bostonhowler]

Oh. I'd love to speak to them.

[History geek is go.]

[agentx13]

I'll see what I can do.

In the meantime, make yourself at home. We'll try to get you back as soon as possible, but there's no reason you should feel uncomfortable while you wait.

To warn you, we're having some trouble with food. If you need any, let me know. I'll give you any of the extra food I have.

[bostonhowler]

Thank you. Someone is going to come and take me to her place, I think.

I really appreciate the help.

[agentx13]

No trouble at all. Just remember - if you need anything, my name is Sharon Carter. You can call me, day or night. I'll probably be up and won't mind.

[bostonhowler]

Again; thank you. My name is Brigid Finn.

[agentx13]

Nice to meet you, Brigid. For however long it lasts, welcome to the group.