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[mirrortouch]

[ It's not something that really ever becomes routine, it doesn't matter how often he wakes up someplace strange and uncharted. The voice on the line sounds about as scattered as he feels. ]

My name is Will Graham, it's- [ He's pulling back his sleeve to look for a watch that's not there. ] I don't have the time. I don't- I don't have the time.

[ Hang on, don't get too lost. ]

It's not clear to me exactly where I am, but- [ a dry laugh ] you probably already knew that. This isn't even my phone. But you probably knew that too.

[ He's missing details. He's missing plenty. His voice trails off for a short while before he can get his bearings enough to speak again, and even then it's almost unconsciously. ] I don't know. I don't know.

[ It's as if the fact that he has no idea sparks him back into the present. His voice grows more composed, if somewhat cracked. ] So if you're hearing this, if anyone is hearing this - [ is anyone hearing this? ] - any singular indication will be key.

[ Another beat. ]

I feel as though I've strayed a long, long way from home.

[ The air goes dead, and then so does the line. ]

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[secretasshole]

[Do you want a hand held tour?

David can totally give a hand held tour.]

Then you're aware that there are others on board familiar with you.

[mirrortouch]

[ Only if there's meadow-skipping.

He waits a beat, not surprised necessarily, but - by now he should honestly be getting awfully used to people who know about him before he knows about them. ]

Apparently not the only one with some degree of familiarity. Who are we talking about, specifically?

[secretasshole]

[Well obviously, what kind of place do you think we're running here?]

Dr. Lecter and Ms. Hobbs. Dr. Bloom as well, I believe.

[Although he doesn't know her nearly as well as he knows Hannibal and Abigail.]

I would imagine they've all made attempts at contacting you.

[mirrortouch]

Three for three.

[ For two, he was warned. He doubts there could have been any check and balance system to properly begin to sort out seeing Abigail Hobbs alive, well, breathing, in the flesh.

This place would like to conceive of him a drooling idiot, he thinks, so many systems in play that are meant to jar and shock him - despite everything, he has remained relatively balanced and somewhat coy. ] It's not going to be that easy.

[ - Relatively. ]

I mean - to say they have.

[secretasshole]

I'm sorry there was no better way to adequately prepare you for it.

[mirrortouch]

To prepare me for space?

No, I don't think there's a particular [ helpful ] instruction manual for that sort of situation. [ And then, as if he thinks he's clever: ] "Death and Interstellar Prison for Dummies."

[secretasshole]

There is actually a welcome packet.

But I meant providing fair warning in regards to the passenger list.

[mirrortouch]

I've read it.

Tell me, then, who or what it is that I should be particularly - warned for.