notyourutopian | IC Contact: Recollé

[ On the morning of the 13th, one day before Valentine's Day, a sudden text message appears from a Souji Seta. Perhaps you've talked to him before. Perhaps you haven't. Perhaps you're wondering why the hell you are receiving a text at six in the morning but look, let's not sweat the small details. Pay attention to the larger ones, like the contents of this very important message: ]

Hello.

Through the tides of fate, you have been chosen to participate in this year's Valentine's Day event: Blind Dating. It is believed that no one should be alone for such an important day and as such, you have been paired up with another lonely soul.

Your match is with Kurt Wagner. Please contact them to plan out your date for tomorrow.

However, if you and your partner do not know what to do, there will be a booth in Recollé Square for the sole purpose of assisting unsure or confused participants of the event. There will be date suggestions, booklets of pick-up lines, and refreshments.

Happy Valentine's Day.

- Cupid

Someone set me up on a blind date with KURT?! AH hahahaha Wait who set me up on a blind date?

I'm afraid that my lips are sealed. I simply cannot say.

[It's hours later when she answers.]

It's fine I figured it out.
Justice shall be swift.

Eleanor, may I have a moment of your time? I am starting to worry again about us all going mad, and I need someone to talk to.

Hello Chloe

What happened?

I have had another of the flashbacks, or visions, or dreams. I do not know for sure. I cannot recall, did we speak of such things, strange visions of ourselves in unexpected places?

No, but you're hardly the first person I've heard talk about them.
Which is certainly bizarre.

...What did you see?

Two visions. One, I was in the Retrospec building again, with someone else. I saw myself visiting the island of Corsica, like it was a vacation. The other, I was walking through the Alps, talking with an old man, flashes of images of us having dinner in a cabin. There are holes, pieces missing in the memories, like I'm not remembering everything.

Are you sure they're memories?
They could just be dreams.

Or hallucinations. I don't know. I never looked at a picture of Corsica before, but when I remembered the signs, I looked to be sure. It was eerily similar.

I don't know what they are, whether memories, hallucinations, dreams or what have you, but that they happened when I was awake was a concern.

That's just bizarre.

It hasn't really happened to me, I'm afraid. Dave mentioned something similar though.

Yes, he mentioned it to me as well. He was around when I had the second vision, but we did not speak much about it. I was unloading flowers at work that were exactly like the ones in my vision.

I see.

[ ... that is concerning, and souji is right to be concerned after he finds out what eleanor and yukiko did to yosuke ]

In the meanwhile, I hope that you do enjoy your date.

Hmm.
I had a...
I don't know.
I assumed it was a daydream, but the way everyone is talking...

What I experienced could have been a daydream for all I know. Perhaps I picked up a voucher about Corsica a while ago and forgot about it. It is not as if old men and the alps are so strange. Dreams are odd.

[And she definitely wanted this to be a dream, not a real vision or forgotten memory.]

What happened in yours?

I was little. Maybe seven?
I didn't recognize where I was, the walls were metal and wood and there were these giant windows but
I don't know. It's all really fuzzy.
The only detail I really remember was that I was taking apart a machine. It was a mini helicopter thing. Sort of like a drone but not. Bigger.
I think it might have had a gun on it.

I have never heard of such a thing. It sounds like something out of a dream, does it not? Perhaps it is. Perhaps all of this is. Let us hope that this was a dream for you, but were there any pieces that were memorable, other than the helicopter?

I thought it was.
Or just some odd way my brain was going 'hey, you thought of a clever machine.'
Nothing really stands out that I can remember except the machinery.
Even if it did, some weird metal room I've never been in full of machines I don't recognize?
It has to been a dream.

It does. If you continue to have strange dreams, without connection to each other that is obvious, perhaps it is something to worry on. But it is just one strange dream. Let us hope that is all it is, yes?

I haven't come up with any other explanation so.
Dreams it is.

I know that I was the one that came to you, but if you want to talk about something like this in the future, you may contact me. We all barely know each other, but I feel that we are all connected somehow.

If everyone thinks you're mad, the only allies you'll find are the other lunatics.

But yes, thank you.
I may just have to take you up on that.

That almost sounds darkly poetic. A mad-house among the sane. Where are the walls of the asylum, truly? But, for now, let's try not to dwell too long. It won't help either of our moods, and I apologize for that.

So! I have no idea what's going on but this guy totally gave me a chili-cheeseburger. Is there some sort of secret holiday going on?

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3/2, Text and Misfire. and then something else