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[singloversing]

[Wirt has never addressed the network directly, or on purpose. He's never felt the need to, and he's not much of a public broadcast kind of guy. The whole public speaking thing usually leaves him weak in the knees, but this is different. It's an emergency.]

H-Has-- Has anyone seen my brother, Greg?

[Wirt quickly turns the camera away from himself and shows the room behind him. The view is shaky, due to his unsteady hands, but it gets the point across - it's back to the default, like Greg was never there at all. Even his frog is nowhere to be found.]

I-I-I...sure he runs off on his own a lot, but-- but! But I would have heard from him by now, o-or there would be some sign of him somewhere, right? It's like he just...disappeared, out of nowhere! Spirited away somewhere!

[He's panicking. He's absolutely panicking and he's still kind of half-expecting Greg to just pop out somewhere and be like "Oh hey Wirt! I wound a WAY better room!" or something. Wirt knots his fingers in his hair, which knocks his hat slightly out of place. He can't help thinking of every horrible possibility. Didn't someone say there was a serial killer on the loose, or a cannibal or something? Or what if he's hurt somewhere, or worse? Does that make all your things disappear? Wirt hasn't been in Wonderland long enough to know.]

He...H-He's about this tall. [Wirt gestures accordingly, bending down a little.] He's six years old, a-and he's-- teakettle! He's been wearing a teakettle on his head! And there's...there's this frog he's been carrying around everywhere - I think his name's James right now? Greg might've changed it by now b-but you can't really miss them. Has anyone seen them? Anyone? Please, if someone knows where he is...!

[They're not going to know. Greg's gone. Greg's gone and this is useless. Wirt looks down, not sure what else to ask, or what else to do. But, there's only one thing he can do.]

I...I have to go. But please, if anyone sees him, let me know? Um, thank you. ...I appreciate it.

[He shoves the device in his pocket, but forgets to shut it off. The last few seconds on his broadcast are just the sound of Wirt running as fast as he can down the hall. There's only one place he hasn't looked yet, so maybe...maybe he's in the woods, where they first arrived.]

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[usskickass]

Hmm. And you were close to home, you thought? You weren't, like, camping?

[Sounds like this might be something some of the others might get better than she can. Something magical. Maybe these kids got kidnapped to that place before they got kidnapped here? Ugh. No wonder they were so quick to accept this place but so unhappy they were doing so.

Or well, Wirt anyway. Greg doesn't seem the type to be unhappy about anything.]

[singloversing]

No, I...we weren't camping. We were walking home.

[He feels a little like he's grasping at straws though. Why is it so hard to think about exactly how they got to the Unknown? He's pretty quick to try and mentally make up for it though. He must have just forgotten. It's been a while now, if he counts Wonderland...and maybe even if he doesn't.]

...Yeah, we were walking home, and then we got lost. We...w-we must've just gotten turned around somewhere, or something.

[He doesn't know how or when or why, but that must have been what happened. He still sort of feels like it's Greg's fault, but he kind of knows better than to blame him in front of an adult. She'd never agree.]

[usskickass]

[Beiste lifts one end of her lips up, almost smiling.]

Sorta sounds like how you got here. Might've been connected to here, for all we know. You wouldn't be the first ones who had a better handle on the woods than the rest of us, actually.

[Although that Lorax fella was sorta magic on his own, and these kids were still surprised by the concept, to an extent.]

Not that you should go search for him in there. People have gotten lost and...and lost lives, doing that. It's not worth the risk.

[That sounds thin, even to her own ears.] Just...I think if you talk to folks who know more about magic, they might be able to explain it all, maybe. I can't, though. Much as I wish I could.

[singloversing]

[Does it sound like how they got here? He wrinkles his nose a bit as he thinks about it. He can't pinpoint exactly when the Unknown became Wonderland, but...well, he doesn't know, so he avoids it.]

I don't know about that anyway. I mean, if we had a handle on the woods, we probably wouldn't have gotten lost in the first place.

[He's never been much of an outdoorsy person.]

Um...thanks anyway though. I appreciate you trying.

[He still sounds really skeptical about the magic thing though. He knows there's magic in Wonderland, but the idea of individual people knowing about magic is still weird to him, and he did almost get traded to a witch apparently. So, he's not really sure he wants to take that chance.]

[usskickass]

I can point you to some folks who might be able to help better. Least I can do.

[And it really is. Because she gets the feeling he's not any less freaked out after this talk.]

[singloversing]

[He really isn't, unfortunately.]

Uh. ...Okay. I guess it's worth a shot?

[Except he will probably get too nervous and not actually contact any of these people.]