Lucas

[voice]
[Lucas's voice is quiet, subdued.  Indistinct.  He isn't speaking to anyone in particular more than he is speaking to himself.]

It looks like she got what she wanted.  ...He never would have let her go.  Not like this.  I wonder... who helped her.  ...I wonder if she could have believed that we might have helped her.  But, I guess... she suffered for long enough, didn't she...

[His voice firms up.]

We have to bury her. Miss Ciel, can you do what you did with Mr. Boris? Or since I don't think anyone would punish us for it this time... Burying is probably just fine, too. We can't just keep her there.

For everyone who doesn't know... Her name was Samantha Achewood.  Not Jane.  She was 24 years old and she was born in Fairfield, C-T. Her sisters were Susan and Lisa. Her favorite color was blue; she was a musician and she loved to play the violin. She attended Julliard. That was who she really was.  And that's as much of a eulogy as I can give.  She was herself for the last few hours... I should have found out more about her.

[still voice, as filtered as he can make it]
What she did say...  At least, I think she confirmed it.  She was surprised that I was able to guess.

Lucy is Zemekis.  Everything in this world, he created.  It's all fake.  Just like we've thought.  It was set up to give the survivors of the war somewhere to take refuge.  That note about the simulation... It must be true.

((Responses will probably come a day late, but I will happily backtag when I get access to a computer again.  Sorry, guys.))