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088 // oh hey this is a pretty familiar situation

[Libby's speaking slowly and clearly; she's trying to keep control even though she's crying a little, and FREAKING OUT inside.]

Somebody--

[Static cuts her off; she tries again after a few moments.]

Somebody, please. I need help. I've got to get out of here. I don't know how long I can stay calm...

They're watching me.

[Yep, the ghosts are manifesting as some of the people Libby brainwashed during her life. Just wait 'til her dead husband shows up...]

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[Mozenrath is trying to make something out in all that but it's even less clear on his end.]

Miss Widmore.

Edited 2010-08-21 22:13 (UTC)

[Something's definitely wrong with her--she doesn't bother to tell him to use her first name, for the first time ever.]

Yes, that's right. That's what they all called me.

[She tries to muffle her tears by crying into her elbow.]

Is that you? Moze?

[Okay THAT got through]

Don't call me that or I'm not coming to get you.

I'm sorry, I--ean--t--

[More static.]

I don't know what they're planning. It would be less frightening if they did something instead of just standing there...

They?

[you can almost HEAR him rolling his eyes]

I didn't get any of that. Say again.

There's a group of people watching me.

[THINKS he got most of that.]

You're going nuts because people are looking at you?

I know these people. I...I hurt them.

[He has to guess on the last few words]

And I'm sure this'll be perfect ammunition when I want something later, but right now I need you to look around and give me details. What's it look like? Can you determine where you are?

Cells. Lots of cells, and no windows.

Underground?

I think so...it's dark and cold here.

Oh Boo Hoo.

[Sigh]

There's people going to the lower levels to look for a way out of here. I think this is a bad idea. But if you're down there, I'm coming. Don't talk to anybody else. Stop looking.

Okay. I'll...I'll try. I--

[Static interference]

--thank you, Mozenrath.

[An unfamiliar ghost seems to appear amid all the others, glad in nurse getup, but there aren't really eyes where there should be. She doesn't seem to acknowledge the others. Voice is barely a whisper, and seems to only become fully audible when her journal statics up]

What a-- you see-ng Miss Widmore?

[Libby draws her arms up, blocking her eyes with her forearms.]

No. No, go away.

B-t you are sick, M--s Widmore.

[Weakly protesting:]

I'm not sick. That was a long time ago.

I'm...I'm better now.

wE ARe go--g to make you better.

[Yelling:]

No, leave me alone! I don't need your help!

[And for your trouble you get the nurse and the entire line of figment-ghosts going into a sudden spasm. It starts as a series of twitches of their head, until suddenly their skulls are moving and whipping so quickly that it's a full blur -- one can almost hear the bones snapping at the velocity]

[Libby screams, scurrying backwards into a corner and curling up.]

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