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THE MUG WAS TALKING TO ME....
It followed me.
How? Why?
Where did insanity start and where did normality end?
No, I haven't gone mad! I have to hold on to what I see and hear, make it constitute my reality, no matter how random it will become.
I stepped back and then forward, fidgeting, unable to decide what to do next.
Spinning in circles and kicking up dust was getting me nowhere.
I have to find Captain. I have to warn her of this betrayal. The cup wants to kill Captain. They probably killed pilot.
They... who are they. Why can I hear them?
Yesh... I... this sounds so insane. This is what being Pilot must be like.
I cautiously approached the mug and grabbed it, yelling demands at it.
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The mug didn't answer me.
I suddenly heard a voice from behind me.
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I spun around, finding Captain sitting on a chair, which was located on the surface of a frozen lake.
Across from the chair stood an antiquated television set.
"Why do you interrupt my soaps with your senseless rummaging?" Captain asked, focusing a purple gaze towards me.
With this, Captain flicked a remote at the TV set. The TV creaked and sunk below the ice.
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"It... Wants to kill you!" I blurted out, forcefully. My voice came out all squeaky and unnatural, like I didn't really believe what I was saying. The sinking TV was making me feel uneasy, not helping the overall situation.
"You don't say...." Captain looked at me with slight interest.
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"I know! It sounds crazy but it's true! I heard it talk about this being a dream and everything!" I shook the mug.
"What nonsense is zis?" Captain twisted a little on the chair, waving an arm at me dismissively, as if shooing a bothersome fly.
"I'm serious!" My inner rage reached a boiling point.
I shook the mug vigorously: "TALK DAMN YOU!!! CONFESS YOUR HIDEOUS CRIME-PLOTTING!"
Captain stared at me, looking quite amused with my behavior:
"Such tact is most inappropriate with a fine Lady! Poor Snippey must have missed breakfast, do excuse him, my dear!"
"I'm not insane! G-DAMN IT! You're supposed to be the insane one here!" I pointed at Captain, shouting.
"Charles, Zero is my bestie, she would not try to kill me. She is an excellent and very Goodly protector of Time. What you heard were most likely... made up excuses to make whatever thingoids were bothering her go away and leave her alone. She's a busy bee and doesn't have time for general nonsense. This whole mess is because of Eight, you see, she made you hear things that..."
"LISTEN TO ME!"
I interrupted Captain's usual rant about number Eight being a pain in his butt or whatever.
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