14 August 2018 @ 03:01 pm
Hi. I'm Clarke. You've probably seen me around. I've been helping a few of you with the injuries you got from the crash.

I'd like to take a few tests. The problem is that we don't have the means to pull it off right now, but if we can get some blood and urine, hopefully we can store it until the time comes that we can do the tests.

This might seem invasive, but this might be the best way to find out who did this to us. We were all on a pretty powerful drug. I'd like to identify that drug.

As an aside, does anyone have any guesses on how a society like this does art? My civilization wasn't this advanced, and I usually sketch in my downtime. And ... there's been a lot of that lately. There just isn't any paper around here. Or notes. Or anything like that, so it seems like a natural conclusion to try to figure out where and how that takes place. I'm assuming digital, but do our implants come into play?

Sorry, I got off into hypothesizing there.

Let me know if you're willing to pass along a sample.
 
 
05 August 2018 @ 11:31 am
Hello there. It looks like we can post here, too, kind of like a message board.

There doesn't appear to be any kind of correlation between newcomers and those who were already hiding in this safehouse. And there isn't anything that seems to link us together as a group, either. We're men and women of a wide range of ages, appearances, and, I'd assume, nationalities-- in every mass kidnapping case I've ever heard of, all of the victims always had at least one thing in common. It doesn't make sense that we'd be here at random... but in a situation like this, common sense has long gone out the window.

"Who the hell are we" is right. Nothing here adds up.


[The message seems to end there, but then, as an abrupt afterthought:]

Fuck... They gave me such a shitty haircut...