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How can people be so idle when there is so much at stake at your inaction?

[It's quiet. The past jump has not been kind to Marius. In fact, he sounds positively unsettled, almost as if he needs to just go to sleep and not talk to the public at large, but he needs to do something and this is the only way he can make his heart less heavy.]

We are slaves here to the whim of individuals we cannot even see, to those we cannot even meet, and -- I cannot keep quiet about it any longer.

[He draws in a breath.]

I know there will be much discussion about why we are here and whether or not we can escape -- and I am interested in hearing all of that, but what I am more interested in is opinion. I want to hear what people feel about being here, be it anger or apathy, rather than the facts of our situation, for nothing has ever been changed with cruel numbers and statistics so much as heart.

[And he stills for a long moment before Marius shuts off the feed -- and, maybe twenty minutes later, he sends out a text.]

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What can be done about nightmares?

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[ -- well.]

The only question remains, then, is who has the key?

And that's the question we need to answer.

The last time we stopped, though, the people on the space station tried to brainwash us all. I think that one is worse than either a cage or being dead.

When was this?

Jump eight. My first.

What did they attempt to brainwash you with?

I don't know. We were each locked into a white room. Whatever they were using, it wasn't visible.

And nothing else was done?

What do you mean?

What else was done to you save for being locked in a white room?

By them? Nothing, really.

Then how did brainwashing occur?

I don't know. Whatever they were doing, it wasn't visible in the room itself.

Of course.

[Quiet.]

And there are no remaining rooms?

It was on an outpost, not the ship.

-- right.

[Marius is still having difficulty wrapping his mind around the entire concept of a spaceship, let alone the idea that people can leave it and not die.]

Of course, sorry, I -- the last I was home, it was 1832. This is all still somewhat... bizarre for me.

I teach classes that go over some of the basics in living and staying alive in space. I can send you the videos, if you'd like.

That would be much appreciated.

Here.

[ Ding! ]

If you have any questions, let me know.

Thank you.

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