Twenty-Sixth PSI

[a_gentle_boy]

[Ring, ring!  It is 6:00 in the morning and there is someone buzzing at your door.

The day after Thanksgiving, Lucas was awakened by the sound of the telephone.  Upon picking it up, he was greeted by a friendly disembodied voice thanking him for his application as a paper-boy.  He'd be starting tomorrow!

 . . .

The rest of the day was spent in anxiety about what he was going to do.  And seeing as how he was Lucas, he came to the inevitable conclusion that he'd better make the best job of it he could.  This is the reason why your doorbell is being rung at an ungodly hour -- If it's possible for a buzzer to sound polite, it does.  Lucas will wait with a cheerful smile on your front porch until someone shows up to answer the door, after which he'll promptly launch into a speech that sounds as if it has been nervously rehearsed for hours.  In the event that no one does, he will leave after two rings.  Morning people may notice that there's no bike nearby, but there is a table meandering about your front lawn.  The speech runs as follows, though you can cut him off at any time.]

Good morning, [mister/miss]!  My name is Lucas.  We're not acquainted, but I wanted to let you know that I'll be responsible for bringing your newspapers in the morning now.  I'll do everything I can to make my delivery as quiet and punctual as possible.

Thanks very much, and I look forward to serving you!

[In the event that he knows you.]

O-Oh!  Hi!  Um.  Ah.  Oh, I have to change my speech.

Comments

[pants-yourmove.livejournal.com]

[[A very frightened young man opens the door. Panicked and desperate.]]

"Hey, kid! I am not sure what's going on here but the lady inside is trying to convince me I am her kid. Please tell me you aren't a part of this."

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

[Lucas blinks for a few moments while desperately speaking.]

G-Good morning, mister slash m -- Uh. My name is Lu . . . ......

Um. Never mind. Are you new here?

[pants-yourmove.livejournal.com]

"New? I think I've been kidnapped and someone told me about murdering people. If you know where your parents are call the police, or if the police really are corrupt call the FBI..."

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

. . . Oh. Yes, you're new. You don't really have to worry about all of that. No one's getting out of here.

The people in your house aren't real people, either, if you didn't notice.

[pants-yourmove.livejournal.com]

"What do you mean not real people? She's a bit off but she's there. I know I bumped into her.

No one is getting out? Are you kidnapped too?"

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

Uh-huh. I mean . . . They'll pretend that you've lived her all your life, and that you're actually related to them and they'll ignore everything you say about needing to get home.

They're supposed to be like robots, I think.

[pants-yourmove.livejournal.com]

"Robots? Like real robots? How did I get here?"

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

We're not sure.

Someone recently found out something about 'neurological emulations', though. It means that this is supposed to be something that's only going on in our minds.

[pants-yourmove.livejournal.com]

"So I am dreaming this?"

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

It sounds like it might be something like that. I don't really understand it, though.

[pants-yourmove.livejournal.com]

"What about the murders?"

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

. . . People die here a lot often than they should be. They usually come back the next day, though.

[pants-yourmove.livejournal.com]

"Come back? So they don't really die right?"

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

They die. They just get . . . resurrected.

[pants-yourmove.livejournal.com]

"Is this a horrible joke?"

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

I don't joke about this kind of thing.

[pants-yourmove.livejournal.com]

"Sorry, it's just... Well hard to believe. Also, not all jokes are funny."

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

I know. It's not something anyone should believe. But it's all true.

[pants-yourmove.livejournal.com]

"I'm sorry to keep bothering you with this but... I have sort of a strange question. Then again this is really strange to begin with."

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

Go ahead.

[pants-yourmove.livejournal.com]

"If something stopped happening when you came here. Something strange. Does that meant it went away or it can't get you here?"

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

Time isn't the same here. If you ever go back, it'll be to the moment when you left.

[pants-yourmove.livejournal.com]

"Oh... so time is stopped back home? Does that mean things from back home can't get me here?"

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

Not unless the town kidnaps them, too. Why? What was happening?

[pants-yourmove.livejournal.com]

"Well... just bad dreams.

Anyways, I haven't had one since I've been here and I am kind of hoping that is a good sign."