Item 1 - Video!

[sneakykidwiththehair]

[Public]

[Video clicks on, and lo! It's a teenage boy with a shock of grey hair. He's walking as he talks, wandering the halls of the Barge apparently aimlessly.]

Uh, hey, I don't wanna cause a stink, but there's been some kind of terrible mistake here. My- uh, my parents, are going to be losing their minds back home in New Jersey...

[There might be something ever so slightly shifty about how he says this, but then again, he is a recently deceased teenage boy. He could easily just be nervous.]

All of this-- this inmate stuff? Yeah, you definitely got the wrong guy for that. I got a perfectly normal, crime free life, back home with my family. Yes, we cheat on our taxes and have the occasional three am family-document-shredding-party, but who doesn't? By nine am we're back to pancakes and oatmeal, and that, [decisive finger jab at the screen.] Is how you live the American dream, right?

[Private to Inmates]

So, does anyone ever actually escape from this place?

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[sneakykidwiththehair]

Yeah. You know, left on the cutting room floor?

I recently found out that the whole world was made up by some guy called Jose Schaffer. It runs to a script.

I'm Dash.

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[versusnurture]

. . . A script.

Are you insane? [Curious rather than accusatory.]

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[sneakykidwiththehair]

See, here's what I don't get. We're on a magic, floating, time travelling prison, and we're all dead.

And you think I'm insane for not thinking it's real.

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[versusnurture]

Yes. I do. Which doesn't preclude my own insanity, but that's beside the point.

Dreams and hallucinations don't go on this long.

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[sneakykidwiththehair]

I didn't say we were dreaming. Or hallucinating.

If the world ain't real, why do you think you get a pass?