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Huh. Well. This is neat. I mean, I'm a techno-geek, so of course it's neat. But like, in a "Hi, I survive the Apocalypse, ask me how" kind of way, this is pretty darn useful. Look at that, people being all helpful to each other. I like it. It's like a whole new world order. Like "oh, can't we all just get along" and then the world ends and look at that, we totally can. I like it. I don't like how we got here, but ya can't make quiche without cracking some eggs, right? I bet there's totally a valuable lesson here, but we should probably start with the clean up first, right? Make the world all shiny and new. And then we can worry about what we learned from the latest apocalypse.

I know this is like trying to find a needle in a haystack, but if you happen to see a little girl, about 4'9" tall with blond hair and blue eyes, will you please let me know? Her name is Ella. She's nine years old and should be traveling with her mother, Rachel Dunham, 5'5", also a blonde with blue eyes. Both average builds, last seen in Boston and couldn't have gone further than Ohio or Virginia by car, but there's a chance they went up north. She might also be in the company of her father, Greg. He's brunet, green eyes, six feet even with a muscular build. I know it's not much to go on and I wish I could provide photo identification, but I can't. They're family and I'd appreciate it if you could just keep an eye out for them.

Rachel, Ella--this is Olivia. If you're out there, please, let me know that you're okay. I know that you think you saw me a couple of weeks ago, but it's important that I talk to you.

(ATTACHED IS A ROUGH SKETCH OF THE THREE, BUT THE ILLUSTRATION IS NOT CURRENT AS HER LAST MEMORY OF THEM IS ABOUT A YEAR OLD)

Hi. I'm Elena, from Virginia. Guessing you don't care so much about that. But... I figured if anyone else is out there... we might as well talk? What's one thing you thought you'd do, but didn't get a chance when the world went all ...*kablooey?

* Or your choice of word for whatever happened to us all.

Hey Fred, got some stuff I need a second brainiac in on, you got some time? It's prophecy stuff, and nothing too do with our deadman hero (either of them?) or Buffy and the Slayerettes.

A note to all citizens of Terminal City:

When there is a sign on the door of the CO that clearly says "Do Not Disturb" you'd better not fucking disturb.

I'm sick of having my bath interrupted.

That is all.

Surprised this thing's working. I didn't exactly excell in the technology department...