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Kim's in her room. She may have left for a moment to get something to eat but no one saw her in the bar and too much is still both familiar and not familiar at all.
But she's in her room now.
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"Yes...right now, we're outside of them. Now, you will be able to look at them, and know which ones do not belong to you, to this you."
"Let us look over where the papers are spilled out. We can see if there are differences between these and the memories that do not cause you pain."
They go over to where the two filing cabinets are turned over. Both have four drawers, and the top two in each one are opened and spilled out.
Elaine picks up some manila folders. Some are edged in black, others in green. "Let us look into the closed drawers...we can see if the ones that are not mixed up are all of a certain color."
They go over to where the two filing cabinets are turned over. Both have four drawers, and the top two in each one are opened and spilled out.
Elaine picks up some manila folders. Some are edged in black, others in green. "Let us look into the closed drawers...we can see if the ones that are not mixed up are all of a certain color."
"Not if we do not remove any of them." Somehow, Elaine just knows this.
She helps Kim straighten up the filing cabinets and place the two next to each other.
The two women pick up the files carefully, putting them into two piles, one of green-edged folders, and the other of black-edged folders. "Kim...relax. Relax, everything will be all right." Her gentle voice holds utter confidence and no doubt at all.
She helps Kim straighten up the filing cabinets and place the two next to each other.
The two women pick up the files carefully, putting them into two piles, one of green-edged folders, and the other of black-edged folders. "Kim...relax. Relax, everything will be all right." Her gentle voice holds utter confidence and no doubt at all.
"That means those are the ones we must take care in filing in one of these two cabinets."
Elaine opens up the bottom drawers of the end cabinet. "These are green."
She opens up the other one. "And these are black. This is the one with the memories that are true, and we must file these mixed up ones very carefully."
Elaine opens up the bottom drawers of the end cabinet. "These are green."
She opens up the other one. "And these are black. This is the one with the memories that are true, and we must file these mixed up ones very carefully."
He nods. "You don't still think he's a ghost, do you?"
"Your father doesn't have a twin, Kim."
He shakes his head. "So does that mean I have a dead twin out there somewhere?"
"Aye, Kim. You take care with the black files. I'll deal with these green. They're numbered, I believe, and we can put them in order before putting them away."
Very carefully, Elaine sets about putting Kim's false memories in order and placing them in the filing cabinet.
Very carefully, Elaine sets about putting Kim's false memories in order and placing them in the filing cabinet.
[ooc: I realize you're probably not around at the moment, but I gotta have Chloe see Kim before I forget. ;)]
Chloe paces the floor outside of Kim's room, fighting with herself, trying to figure out whether or not she should go inside. If I go in there and I'm a terrorist, she'll be upset. If I go in there and she doesn't even recognize me, I won't know what to do.
Chloe sighs and knocks on the door.
"Kim? It's Chloe O'Brian. Do you remember me? We worked together for a while at CTU, and I'm a friend of Chase's."
Chloe paces the floor outside of Kim's room, fighting with herself, trying to figure out whether or not she should go inside. If I go in there and I'm a terrorist, she'll be upset. If I go in there and she doesn't even recognize me, I won't know what to do.
Chloe sighs and knocks on the door.
"Kim? It's Chloe O'Brian. Do you remember me? We worked together for a while at CTU, and I'm a friend of Chase's."
She's reluctant to actually touch them. But, she can do this - she has to. And looking at Elaine's calm face she's not as afraid.
She picks up a file and...
In a parking lot and talking to dad and asking him about someone's death and I knew it was necessary but I don't know how I feel about the choice but they had to go because they'd gotten a lead on the virus...
She blinks and places the file in a drawer.
She picks up a file and...
In a parking lot and talking to dad and asking him about someone's death and I knew it was necessary but I don't know how I feel about the choice but they had to go because they'd gotten a lead on the virus...
She blinks and places the file in a drawer.
They work together, in silence, while they put Kim's disjointed and confused memories in order.
"Are you well, Kim?" she asks, about midway through the task.
"Are you well, Kim?" she asks, about midway through the task.
Elaine nods. "It's going to be all right, Kim," she says quietly, and goes on carefully putting things away.
Chloe jumps in her skin a little at Kim's hug, but pats her on the arm awkwardly. "Yeah. Hi. Your dad, Chase and Ryan said you'd be up here. You're feeling better?" She smiles slightly.
"Because you didn't see me die?"
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