four (text)

[onsilksheets]

[She knows there are kids on board but Bela doesn't give a damn at the moment as she texts:]

Just when I thought this place couldn't get any more fucked up.


Private text to medical personnel. Encrypted.

I need sleeping pills. How do I go about acquiring some?

Please.

Comments

[onsilksheets]

In any case, I am glad to hear from you. Sorry for not checking in before now.

[certainproclivity]

By all means, no apologies necessary. I was attempting to recover, myself.

[onsilksheets]

Was it a successful attempt or are things still fucked up?

[certainproclivity]

It occurred to me that it could have been a great deal worse. Take that as you will.

[onsilksheets]

You could be dead.

I'm fairly certain that I came quite close to that on a few occasions.

[certainproclivity]

Indeed. Mr. Keller has a rather disturbing mind.

[onsilksheets]

So you paid a visit to the zombie prison too? It was unpleasant.

[certainproclivity]

Terribly so, although Keller seems to have gotten over the trauma fairly quickly. With help from the alcohol stores, I presume. Either way, I see no reason to harp on it.

[onsilksheets]

People deal with trauma in various ways. If it works for him, then good.

Was it the only place you experienced or were there others?

[certainproclivity]

Just that, luckily. Nothing of my own. Fortunate, really.

[onsilksheets]

You are quite fortunate. I experienced three other nightmare worlds.

Two with people I'm familiar with, the third was a stranger.

[certainproclivity]

No wonder you need a drink.

[onsilksheets]

Several in fact. It didn't seem to work very well though.

[certainproclivity]

Perhaps you merely shouldn't be drinking alone.

[onsilksheets]

You offering to keep me company, Mr Sark?

[certainproclivity]

By all means, I'm insisting.

[onsilksheets]

Then I accept.

Just give me some time, I have an appointment in the medical bay first.

[certainproclivity]

I'll meet you there, then.

[onsilksheets]

See you later on.