“Hey avvie, good news!” Shamrock burst into the cell, just closing the door as an after-thought.
I blinked blearily. “What is it?” Was I to go free? Was I to become a runner? Was I to get breakfast?
“Ben says he’ll consider ya case today again!”
I rolled back over again. That was a let-down. “Let me know how it turns out, will you?”
He snorted. “Like I’d forget.” He turned back to the door. “I should probably go get some breakfast…”
“For…me?” I asked hopefully.
“Oh, Ben said you were supposed to go down to two meals a day…sorry. I think he’s hoping to make you too weak to jump on him.”
“If he keeps this up, I’ll bust my way out of here, and do worse than jump him!” I threatened.
“Hey, talk like dat and this sentence will never go away, No-Rank!” Shamrock frowned. “And we’re gonna need this cell again someday!”
“Especially with that guy on the throne.” I grumbled. “His automatic response to everything seems to be the Cooler.”
“Trust me, there are far worse things than da Cooler.” Shamrock shook his head slowly, and departed.
“YOU JUST LOVE LEAVING ME ON CLIFFHANGERS, DON’T YOU?” I pounded on the door after his back, and then turned back to my homemade bunk, consisting of the coat (in which I wrapped myself as I slept last night), and some of the least lumpy packages of unidentified food substances.
“Hey, trying this again. C’mon Con, answer me!”
I paused mid-stride. Heck, no. I was not talking to this weird person in my head. I didn’t know her! And worse, she knew me!
Instead, I sat down and started to sort through my recovered memories, sifting through them, searching for some clue to my past. Trying to block her out.
A heavy exhale. Either a huff, or a sigh. “Con, if you’re purposefully not answering…well, I’ll throw a remote at you.”
I raised an eyebrow. What in the brick was a remote? An image popped into my head, as if on cue. Ah. It didn’t look much like a weapon…
“Con, this place is seriously sketchy. Everybody talks funny.”
I snorted. No kidding.
“Hey, I heard that!”
What’d she hear?
“Your snort!”
I face-palmed. Brilliant going, Con.
“It was brilliant, really!”
I decided to stop thinking, in the vague hopes she wouldn’t be able to sense me anymore.
“Hey, what happened, Con?”
I gritted my teeth. I could not respond. I needed to keep my sanity. No matter if she sounded nice. No matter if she sounded lonely. And scared.
“Con, my bestest buddy…you still there?”
Oh well, I’ll just have to make sure Shamrock never got wind of this.
“Shamrock’s here?”
I grinned. Yeah, he was quite in the thick of it. Sounds like a native.
Pensive silence. “Con…what all do you remember?”
I shrugged. It was a mess, really. Nothing about myself, only things from our past.
The girl had finally gone to sleep, after a rather emotional hour and half of conversation with her. She had filled me in on my backstory; it was pretty impressive, really. Leader of rather successful rebellion, which ran perfectly until we got to these exact Galleries. Here we had been caged in, and taken. We had been wiped, apparently. Many of the users I could name off she recognized. She filled me in a bit on them, and now I was realizing how awkward it was going to be when I was around them.
She hadn’t been wiped, though. She had been saved back. She was here to explain things, finally. She was sent as a warning, as an apology.
The monsters were just beginning.
And we were going to be in the thick of them.
The leader, RuleJJ, had begged us to stay. Begged us to just…survive out here. To the best of our abilities. Till none of us were left .
My past was catching up on me. I don’t take orders well. I wasn’t about to take this one well.
The door of my cell burst open, and I sprung off my bed. “Shammy?”
“Title’s Glubby.” The user stepped inside. “Capt’n Glubby.”
“Nice to meet you, got some food?”
“No, getting some.” He grabbed a hunk of meat, and disappeared back out the door.
I sighed, and lay back on my bed, now missing one level chunk.
One moar catch up chappy right?? 
One moar catch up chappy right?? 
I had extra written at the time the MBs ended, so that makes things CONfusing. 
Well, maybe my memory is faulty, but I guess well find out. 
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Sorry, I wish he could have finished too. 
Sorry, I wish he could have finished too. 
