SWITCHBOARD

[transmittable]

If you'd like to ask the Transmitter something over the phone, go right ahead! The Transmitter will answer the phone as soon as she's available. Leaving messages is impossible, given how old these phones are, but you should be able to reach her at almost all hours.

Comments are screened for privacy; all Patients are offered confidentiality, didn't you know?

Comments

[cadmiums]

[ "Our." ]

Why are you speaking for her?

[transmittable]

We're just giving you some fun facts she might not've shared herself! Fun fact number two, she's done some pretty awful things. Like, unbelievably awful. ...Besides this, but this counts too.

[cadmiums]

...like what?

[transmittable]

You really wanna know? Wow! Too bad for her, and it was going SO well too.

She's killed people. Worse than killed people. Damned people when she thought it'd be for her own good. Your Mita-chan's no angel. For however "sorry" she says she is, she's still here, with us. Running all of you like rats through a maze with no exit.

[cadmiums]

I never thought things were simple...

[transmittable]

So what did you think? She'd grow soft and spare you, and you'd go steady? She'd bend the rules and be your buttercup baby-doll? Newsflash: She can't. Even if she could, we get something out of this. She gets something out of it too.

Something that means more than any of you little nothings.

[ The more they talk, the more the voice echos. The more it sounds like more and more voices join in. ]

The world's a stage, and you're a player. We are the authors.

[cadmiums]

[ That's a good question, isn't it. Even if he wanted to answer, it's not something he knows himself. It takes him a while to respond, but eventually he does.]

Some things can never change. [ Just a statement really, but despite how firm it sounds, it's also incredibly detached.]

The sound makes my head hurt, I'm going to go now.

[transmittable]

Inevitable. See you later, Amiable. We always see.