Simon Bellamy (super_hoodie) wrote in expresslogs, @ 2012-07-13 10:27:00 |
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It a way, Simon supposed it was exciting, a bit like one of those films that came out in the summer, a supernatural force, people being kidnapped from their homes without warning, stuck in a world out of their control - so there wasn't really a film about a sentient, runaway train. But it could have easily been a spaceship, or some sort of trans-dimensional vortex or something equally impossible. Other than the sweets so far it seemed okay. Even if they were trapped they always had ways of getting out of this sort of thing, the gang did anyway. But the gang weren't all here and even Kelly, with her brain geared to rejigging just about anything with moving parts, well she couldn't do a thing about where it was taking them or how to get them home. So did that mean they were really trapped? For good? But what about home? Back home he was on a mission, he had to save her - a different way to the last time, but he still had to save her. Proof you had a destiny to fulfill, only it would just adapt and change to ensure he had to go back. He wanted to be sure Alisha was safe, not assume there was some- other version of himself back home, because he couldn't do that trapped on a train, could he? If only he still had time-travel, would that take him back? Rewind things back to a point before whatever it was dragged him aboard. Somehow avoid it, he could've if he was prepared, right? Simon wandered into the rear kitchen, thinking he should probably seek out his actual assigned room today - he'd settled in an empty one but worried that it wasn't such a good idea. Maybe you were supposed to follow the system here or bad things'd happen to you? The word torture had come up regarding the train and he didn't want to invite anything bad. Is that how it worked here? Simon pulled open the fridge and grabbed an only just opened bottle of orange juice, pouring himself a glass. |