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entranceway2017-08-22 04:17 pm
fractions) wrote in entranceway2017-08-22 04:17 pm
#01 ▸ ( video )
[A young man sits before the camera, looking, to say the least, in pretty bad shape. Although only appearing to be somewhere in his early twenties, his eyes seem sunken and teeming with an exhaustion beyond his years, and his complexion is pallid.
He’s seated with bent knees, arms crossed atop them. His chin rests in his left hand, on which he's wearing a pair of nondescript black gloves with the fingers sloppily cut off. His right hand is holding the camera at a slightly odd angle, as it's been awhile since he's used a mobile device of any kind.
Making eye contact with the camera, he attempts a smile, which comes off looking unsure and diffident.]
Am I...
[A pause. While he's no stranger to speaking in front of a camera, addressing a group of strangers on a more personal level is a whole different concept entirely, and he's only just now aware that he has absolutely no idea what to say.]
Is this place... In my head? It feels real but I--
[Again he cannot finish the thought, as he's still overwhelmed with guilt due to the way things were left at home before he was brought here.]
...I'm sorry. [He looks down as he mumbles the words, ending the recording immediately afterwards.
When all else fails, apologize, although it's not like this method of communication has done him any favors in the past.]
He’s seated with bent knees, arms crossed atop them. His chin rests in his left hand, on which he's wearing a pair of nondescript black gloves with the fingers sloppily cut off. His right hand is holding the camera at a slightly odd angle, as it's been awhile since he's used a mobile device of any kind.
Making eye contact with the camera, he attempts a smile, which comes off looking unsure and diffident.]
Am I...
[A pause. While he's no stranger to speaking in front of a camera, addressing a group of strangers on a more personal level is a whole different concept entirely, and he's only just now aware that he has absolutely no idea what to say.]
Is this place... In my head? It feels real but I--
[Again he cannot finish the thought, as he's still overwhelmed with guilt due to the way things were left at home before he was brought here.]
...I'm sorry. [He looks down as he mumbles the words, ending the recording immediately afterwards.
When all else fails, apologize, although it's not like this method of communication has done him any favors in the past.]
no subject
[It's not prudent to mention to just anyone that, for others, that's not an unfamiliar sensation at all. It's not wise to go about broadcasting your status of grade-a freak to anyone. But anything can seem like normal if you're exposed to it enough. After a while, you learn to detect certain patterns.]
[Who else knows those sorts of patterns?]
I guess it's kinda weird to start with, [for most people, that is] but you learn to get used to it. Someone send you the, uh...pamphlet already?
[Yep. Someone made one of those.]
no subject
Weird's probably the right word, I guess, yeah. [He offers a nonchalant shrug and a nervous laugh.] I can't say I've gotten a pamphlet, though; is that essential?
no subject
[Yep. Someone made a brochure. Eventually he locates the right file and sends it along as a digital download.]
Hope you're familiar with PDFs. Some people around here are kinda from the Stone Age. I mean, uh - [WELL, HE'S NOT EXAGGERATING.] We get people from...all over, is what I mean.