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[Audio - evening]
[Eleanor doesn't address the journals often, really. She talks to other people, but usually isn't so social as to invite the attention herself. But something has been bothering her for a while, she eventually she flips the book open, careful not to turn the video on.]
Do you all ever wonder how they know the things they do, here? [She starts talking after a moment, deciding not to bother with the pleasantries.] I mean, how do they know what the right thing to inflict on us is? The things we want, or the things that bother us so deeply...they always seem to know.
When we were in that strange university, my mother called me. She was part of the illusion, but it was her. Her voice, her tone, her...personality. But she has never been here. Or at Christmas, people received things they wanted...sometimes things they didn't even know they wanted!
It just...I don't know. Do you think they can just read everything we're thinking?
( cut for violence )
[Audio - evening]
[Eleanor doesn't address the journals often, really. She talks to other people, but usually isn't so social as to invite the attention herself. But something has been bothering her for a while, she eventually she flips the book open, careful not to turn the video on.]
Do you all ever wonder how they know the things they do, here? [She starts talking after a moment, deciding not to bother with the pleasantries.] I mean, how do they know what the right thing to inflict on us is? The things we want, or the things that bother us so deeply...they always seem to know.
When we were in that strange university, my mother called me. She was part of the illusion, but it was her. Her voice, her tone, her...personality. But she has never been here. Or at Christmas, people received things they wanted...sometimes things they didn't even know they wanted!
It just...I don't know. Do you think they can just read everything we're thinking?
