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#001 Accidental Video [Open]

[It's a dream. Like a- a fever dream. Almost, but not quite, like some of the ones he'd had when he was in the hospital after Alice had... yeah. Not a good time.

But that had been so long ago and he'd never had a dream with such clarity. He can feel the breeze and the sun as he walks through gardens that definitely don't exist in Abel. It looks sort of like one of the stately homes his mum had taken them to visit once. The weather is that not quite real level of perfect summer that you get maybe for one or two days in England. Absolute torture when you're trapped in a boring university lecture.

The device, clutched loosely in his hand, records the ground, snippets of the scenery as he walks.

Wait... are you really supposed to know that you're dreaming?

It's that that makes him pause and really actually consider what's going on. Five. Where was... oh god. Oh god no. Five.

The face that appears on the phone is confused and close to panic. He's not sure why a mobile phone is even working but... it's worth a try. He has to get home! Runner Five needs him.]

Uh... hi? I dunno where this is 'cause I'm pretty sure New Canton tore down their ornamental gardens to plant potatoes or something but I really really need to contact Abel Township.

I mean, if that's even possible although if there's a mobile phone there's got to be a radio. I hope.

Just... someone's life is on the line and I have to help them.

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[Under multiple suggestions from others, Wash responds to the broadcast without his helmet on. The rest of his armour is still on, sure, but at least for once he's showing a newbie his face instead of freaking them out and ending up answering a bunch of questions about how he's not, in fact, a robot.]

I don't like being the bearer of bad news, but... You won't be able to contact them.

[He offers a sympathetic look for what it's worth, then adds a slight smile.]

But, if it makes you feel any better, while you're here, nothing back where you're from will change. Meaning you'll still be able to save this person's life. Just... Not right now. ...Or for the foreseeable future.

[He doesn't recognise the guy. That's... kind of weird actually. He recognises pretty much everyone in Abel, even the ones he only knows in passing. it's not a huge place.

It sounds ridiculous. Of course things will change.]

We don't have that much time! They're... they're gonna torture Five, or god, might infect them.

[Of course it sounds ridiculous. It's Wonderland. Everything is ridiculous. That's what makes it so hard to explain to new arrivals.]

Infect...? [That word catches his attention, if only because it's not one he really hears in situations like this. However, he catches himself, shakes the curiosity off for now, and returns focus to explanations.]

No, no-- I guess I didn't explain that well enough. You're not in...uh, whatever town you were in. This is a different place. Possibly an entirely different universe, I don't know, but whatever it is, while you're here, time doesn't pass back home. You don't exactly have to worry about time for now.

Yeah like... with the Grey Plague? You know, that thing that caused the zombie apocalypse?

[What other plague would you threaten to infect someone with?]

Did I like... I dunno, bump my head or something? 'cause it sounds like you're saying I'm in a different universe and time is paused at home.

I thought I was over the hallucinations.

...Uh, no, I don't know.

[But holy shit, someone from a zombie apocalypse. That's both terrifying and intriguing, but he swallows his curiosity and shakes his head.]

You didn't bump your head. [Pause.] ...Okay, I don't know that for sure, but even if you did, that's not the cause for all...this. I realize it sounds crazy. It is crazy. But, unfortunately, it's the truth.

[The crazy, crazy truth.]

Welcome to Wonderland.

But... but... where the hell have you been living that there are no zoms?

[Because Sam would like to move there please. And take the town with him.]

Wonderland. Like... white rabbits and and dubious liquids saying 'drink me' Wonderland. Really?

In a completely different universe. ...And I'm feeling a little more grateful about that right now.

[Zombies are a no thank you. He's already had to deal with them first-hand here, and good lord he could not live like that, no sir.

The fact that this guy here has managed to survive a zombie apocalypse, however, impresses him.]

Yeah. I mean, I haven't seen the white rabbit or anything labelled "drink me", come to think of it, but... Nonsensical things happening on a near daily basis, floating, grinning cats, creepy twins who finish each other sentences, and an unpleasant queen... Those are here.

[He swears he hasn't gone off the deep end, okay. He's totally sane.]

[Sam blinks slowly at him, and he wants to laugh, he really does but it's more the 'no zombies' bit that's getting to him.]

So what you're saying is... there are no zombies here?

[You couldn't even look over the walls most days without seeing a zom or two.]

...okay that's weird. But my tolerance for weird has drastically increased over the last few months.

No zombies. [He shakes his head. ...Then pauses the motion and looks thoughtful.] I mean, there were once, but that was just for an event. They're gone now, so yeah, no zombies.

[Surely that must be good news to the guy, right? Wash offers a little smile, and he can't help but snort in amusement at the last comment.]

Your tolerance for weird is going to increase even more drastically for however long you're here. There's almost nothing here that can't be considered weird.

[He looks a little uncertain when he says that there were once. Maybe not as zom free as he assumed.]

For now. They aren't very easy to get rid of. It's hard to believe they're not here.

Good to know. I'll keep the weird factor in mind. Thanks.

Yeaahh... Well, I haven't seen any for months, so unless Wonderland decides to do another event involving them, you shouldn't have to worry about them.

[With a nod, he offers a smile, one that's genuinely friendly, if a little apologetic at the same time.]

No problem. Oh, uh, I'm Washington, by the way. Agent Washington. ...Most people just call me Wash, though.

Oh well, that's great. You've just guaranteed that the hordes of the undead are going to descend on us. They'll probably bring their rocket launcher too.

[He gives the guy a wry look.]

Sam Yao. Nice to meet you. I mean, the situation kind of sucks but it could be worse.

[He laughs a tad awkwardly.]

Good point. I should probably keep my mouth shut, or Wonderland might just do that to spite me.

[Wonderland has the worst idea of karma.]

Nice to meet you, too. You'll get used to the place with a little time and an open mind. It's not actually terrible all the time. There are some pretty nice and interesting people around.

It seems like the kind of place that would do that from what you've said, yeah.

Honestly? If most of the things here aren't trying to eat me and there's actual food here, then it's already a step up from what I'm used to. I have very low standards these days.

With a zombie apocalypse back home, I can imagine. There's definitely food here, though. And not usually anything trying to eat you.

[Usually. There have been some cases... But he's going to skip those to focus on good things!]

If you go into the dining room and sit down at the table, you can get whatever food you want, and however much. You just think about it and it's there. It's...actually kind of awesome.

[Sam catches that 'usually' and can't help but smile ruefully.]

Well, it's a step up to have an actual bed instead of a camp bed.

It sounds pretty awesome. Really? Like, I could think about the best ice-cream roll ever made and it would just appear?

Yep.

[Nodding, he can't help but grin. It's one of the few good things about Wonderland, and one that he personally likes very much.]

You could get a whole table-full of ice-cream rolls if that's what you wanted.

...well, I know how I'm spending my evening. There is a lot of food I've missed.

[He laughs, pleased to have given Sam something to be excited about.]

Sounds like a great plan. You go on, enjoy all the foods you can possibly think of.

And hey-- If you need any more help, feel free to shoot me a message. And I mean ever, any time.

Thanks. I will!

And that's great! I might take you up on that. Thanks for your help.

You're welcome, it wasn't a problem at all. Good luck here, man.

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