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Voice; 004

[It has been a few days since things have settled back into relative quiet, leaving behind only memories of those she has so recently encountered. Memories of having her daughter back. After the latest Spectavi broadcast, she's certain this has been simply another cruel trick of their overseers. Her message is simple, quiet; she doesn't have much else to say.]

Perhaps their goal truly is to torture us.

[Turning off the recording, she slips the communicator into her pocket, heading for the door. Perhaps a walk is in order.]

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Maybe it was just a bad side effect?

[ she sounds... sad, but hopeful, like she truly believes there's more to it beyond pain and she wants other people to believe that too. ]

A side effect of what? What did they hope to gain by doing this?

Hey, don't look at me, this one wasn't my idea. But... okay, so you know how doctors need to test out medicines before they can market it? Those test trials can have some nasty side effects, but that's just something they gotta learn from and make the medicine better so that it can actually help. Like that. Sorta. In a way.

Is that honestly what you believe this is?

Yes?

[ Her voice wavers, like she's a little unsure. ]

I disagree.

They were certainly testing us, but not in order to help. Not like this.

You know that saying how things get darkest before the dawn? Yeah. That.

I hope you're right.

[ She hopes so too, but she doesn't say that. ]

I am right. Now you can choose to believe me or you can choose not to, but it doesn't change that even the most unpleasant and awful things you endure have a reason, a good reason, a reason for good.

It seems we'll have to agree to disagree.

For now. But we'll see if I can make a believer out of you yet.

I admire your persistence.

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