( colligo ¬ get collected ) → network.

I'm trapped. In a box. That's not a box.

I'm really quite confused.

And I'm fairly certain aliens did this.

Help?

I know I was/am a Marine, based on my tattoo, but I couldn't begin to tell you my rank, if I'm still active duty, or where I served. I also, apparently, seem to be some sort of scientist, if waking up in what looks to be the city's crime lab is any indication. How those two paths cross, I've yet to determine.

Also, has anyone tried leaving this city? Before I give details on what happened when I did, I'd like to see if others had the similar experiences.

I probably should have paid attention to this thing a little sooner but I was sort of lost in this massive house for a few days.

Seriously. I think I'm a princess or something. This place is crazy big. And is anyone else naturally blue but able to look like everyone else? Because I

Anybody figure out anything new about this situation?

So, either I have the worst parents ever, or I'm stuck in an episode of Teen Mom.

Because there's this baby here. And I? Am seriously too young for a baby.

There is so much wrong with this.

I... have no idea what is going on but half of the park is gone, I'm naked, I'm exhausted, and I seem to have blacked out the past several days I really need some pants. And a name. But mostly pants, at the moment.

[The PDA cuts on to the sound of rustling papers before a very young girl's voice begins to sing softly to herself.]

p equals x minus one
over px
miiiiinus one
if each coefficient is an integer
when p's not divisible by x

[a pause; the girl speaks, once again to herself]

Oh. Wait. That's a double negative, which means [she trails off; there's the sound of scribbling before she begins muttering yet again] there. That's better. [another pause] Huh. I wonder if I can sneak some more paper from that room 'for the people come back. [yet another pause] Guess I'm just gonna have to try it cause I'm all out.

[OOC: So. Zoe woke up in the Sanctuary and immediately hid from all of the scary, scary adults she doesn't know and has mostly been sneaking food and other things, and sleeping in empty rooms. This is the first time her PDA has been on. Honestly, she's forgotten all about it and has just been carrying it around in her pocket. In other words? Jessy totally didn't get the chance to post in an appropriate amount of time with a young child but, fortunately, Zoe is the sort of kid who can manage on her own, feasibly, for this long, in a place as big as where she lives. So... yeah. We're going with that. :)]