[ Ben is no stranger to the fact that the Anchor is full of strange influences that can make people see things that aren't there. It's all hallucinogenic spores and weirdly sadistic psychic nanites and it all shows no signs of letting up.
So he doesn't really trust it, when he's cutting through the park and spots a familiar head of hair. Probably a hologram or he's been drugged without realizing it. Still, he walks closer, staring at the back of Allison's head, waiting for it to vanish. Only it doesn't. He comes all the way around the bench, sees that she is crying and holding thin air. Her neck is bandaged, the way it was when he'd last seen her. Could it really be...?
Maybe he's dreaming and this is a particularly cruel nightmare. He's not sure.
park (aka who's ready for some pain!)
So he doesn't really trust it, when he's cutting through the park and spots a familiar head of hair. Probably a hologram or he's been drugged without realizing it. Still, he walks closer, staring at the back of Allison's head, waiting for it to vanish. Only it doesn't. He comes all the way around the bench, sees that she is crying and holding thin air. Her neck is bandaged, the way it was when he'd last seen her. Could it really be...?
Maybe he's dreaming and this is a particularly cruel nightmare. He's not sure.
Croakily, Ben says: ]
Allison?