EPISODE 1/PILOT: Awake and Aware
Pyxis:
Hello?? Hello?? Is there anybody there?? I need help, please??
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Anybody? Please, is there anybody there? [Soft gasping/breathing]
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This isn't a way to call for help, is it? It's a- ...oh. It's a tape recorder.
...oh.
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Alright. I've decided to use this to record my… my time here, as it were, because something's going on. My name is Pyxis Vega, and I don't remember anything except my name. Literally. I woke up here- I'm in a deserted city, there's barely any power, it's empty and it feels weird, like something's... happened. I don't much like it.
I do, however, have an ace up my sleeve. I found a small... a USB- uh, a metal thing, and it fits into this computer. It has audio files on it. A lot of them. Something about it is telling me it might explain why i'm here, why i don't remember anything and what happened. The ominous blood on it is doing nothing to dissuade me, unfortunately, so for now I have a game plan. I'll listen to these recovered files, and then, possibly, hopefully, I'll know what's going on. At this stage I can only hope.
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Nigel:
Come on come on come on come on. Oh thank god it's finally recording. [Clears throat] Hello! Uh. Since this is the, uh, well probably the first file you're listening to, unless you put them on shuffle for god knows what reason, I should probably introduce myself. Well, you saw the name on the USB, but... y'know, formal introductions, awkward situations... Go together like cake and butter, or something.
[Laughs weakly] My name is Nigel Reise, and this is a copy of my audio journal spanning the past few months. Hopefully whatever you learn in these files will do some good. Also, there are probably going to be more on here from after this recording, but I decided to put this at the beginning. Figured you deserved a bit of an... introduction. I dunno. Um... if you've found this drive, I am likely... well, something bad has probably happened to me. Am I alive? I dunno. But... well, I don't... I don’t think anything good is going to happen. I don’t- I think we're long past that point.
Look- can I just lay all my cards on the table here, real quick? No pretenses, just me, you, and whatever vast expanse of time in between. Maybe it's five minutes later. Maybe someone comes up, stabs me in the neck and takes this. Who knows. I'm scared. I'm- [sighs] I'm really scared. And- fuck, I had something I was gonna say.
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Pyxis:
Alright. There's nothing particularly useful here, it seems. God they're a rambler. Still, it is interesting that they mentioned fear. Whatever happened here, they know about it. And from what I've seen, they may be willing to share, as it were. As for me, I've discerned that I'm in a library. It's full of books, though most are waterlogged or destroyed. There are blankets at least, which is good. I'm... very cold. I should hope it's safe to sleep here- I haven't seen anyone around, so I would think so, but- just to be sure, I'm keeping the key close to me. I can't have it go missing. For now, it's all I have. And I intend to keep it SAFE.
...well. Good night, I suppose.
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[Glitching, scraping, deep voices chanting, interference]
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