[Experiment Start--please see the link at the bottom of the entry]

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[Cy appears on the plane in a huddle, muttering to herself. She looks ill. Everything about her seems dull, like someone took an eraser to a sketch of a gray cat and couldn't scrub the image away.]

I don't like this. I don't like this, ladies and gents.

[She sneezes, and there's a flash of light around her. She curls into a ball and starts shivering.]




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[didorothy]

What is 'it'?

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

Spooks and specters, haunts and hallows.

[didorothy]

One day, I'll get a lot better at interpreting your language.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[Shiver] Please hold while we transfer your call.

[There's an echo to it when she speaks, the faint sound of a child's voice clinging to the words.]

[didorothy]

...Cy?

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

They're all over, Sam. [The echo turns into a whisper under her voice.] They have their hands over my mouth and their fingers in my eyes.

[didorothy]

Who do?

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

Who do you think, Sam? [The whisper is a bit louder now] It's not fair, you know, you coming here without me. Is that the way you treat your friends?

[didorothy]

...You do come here with me, Cy. You've been here almost as long as I have.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

My my, bye-bye, Cy. [And then Cy's own voice is the whisper, the background, and the child's drips out in its place.] Do you like her more than me, Sam? I think I will be sad if you say yes.

[didorothy]

...No. [not in answer to the question, certainly] Cy, stop that. Stop that right now.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

Oh, that's not very nice. You hurt my feelings, Sam.

[didorothy]

Cy, stop it.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

She went away for now, so I can play for now. [She starts purring, and it sounds almost metallic, or like the whine of a test card screen.]

[didorothy]

[setting cat down now, thanks]

Cy, stop.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

There's no stopping it, Sam. I've been looking for a way to you all this time, and I finally found one. I can be here with you now. Aren't you glad?

[didorothy]

No! Go away!

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

Oh Sam, do I still make you frown? Even now, without my clown?

[didorothy]

I'm not scared of you. Go away!

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[A little mew, and then with the echo of Cy's voice:] Nancylocks, I don't like it in here.

[didorothy]

[Sam latches onto that, kneeling down beside her] Do you know what's happening to you?

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

They cracked the valves wide open. I'm adrift and drowning.

[didorothy]

How can I help?

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[And the TCG returns] You can't help her, Sam.

[didorothy]

[pulls back]

Yes, I can. I'm not scared of you.