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[She sits on one of the gray chairs complete with the wheels at the bottom. She's always liked chairs with wheels. She's gained some amused and unamused faces rolling down smooth hallways on them in the past.
But today she isn't playing around.
Today she has a disc in her hand from Acumen. She isn't sure exactly what's on it, but she knows people—the people she cares about most—don't want her to watch it. It's strange to be afraid of such a small, circular disk, but she is. She's afraid of what sorts of answers it holds for her about what happened at the SAZ and how she died.
Her violet eyes glance over to her sister as she lifts the disc to the loading slot and a second later the computer sucks it in and the screen in front of them changes to a menu with different scene selections. It's like watching a movie. Except this is her life. It's not fiction.
Her heart is beating a little faster already, but she wants to be brave in front of Cornelia. It would be so easy to talk her out of this right now—to just go back to living in the dark about what happened. But she needs to know. She can't really have honest relationships with the people she loves with all these secrets between them. And if there is a chance—even the slightest, smallest chance that she could someday go back home and change things in whatever time she had left then she must try to do that.]