Can't seem to find Simon for check-up so I left a note for him. I just wanna know that I'm gonna get better. Worried about long-term damage of what Early did to me ( Read more... )

[soft coughing. quiet voice] I'm home...finally home. Well, not completely. I feel like..I lost sumthin back on Early's ship. Maybe I did. Don't matter none now, I'm not in his grasp anymore. Simon's patched me up pretty good, helpin' me get better. He says I ought to talk to someone 'bout...what Early did to me. Not sure I want to relive that. Can ( Read more... )

[low groan. soft, shakey voice] Can't..see. Just bright..brightness. Clothes are gone. [cough] Rut. I think...I'm back on Jubal's ship. Did I just dream that Mal found me? [sniffles] They didn't come for me. They didn't come. [footsteps approaching] No..please...no more. I can't take anymore. [starts crying]

[shakey, weak voice] Oh, god...I thought I heard 'lian. [cough] I think I'm alone. [pause] Yeah...he's gone. Good. He left the restraints off. Musta figured I could move. [grunt. movement. soft hiss of pain] Clothes. Gotta get the clothes on. [shuffling] Okay..lets see...button opens..airlock. [hydraulic hiss] Gotta find Mal.

he hurt me agin. cant talk. havta tipe ths. hes cleenin up. only hav a moment. andy if you stil reed ths ples help. hes goin to a fuelin stashun. tel mal and wash. im dyin andy. i need help. i need you. ples help me. dont give up on me. i luv you. shit. hes comin bak.

[weak voice] Mal? Where are you? [coughing fit] Don't leave me here...

[coughing. long pause of silence. weak, tired voice] I..I'm still with Early. The scientists didn't want me. They would've just killed me...I wish they had. Early won't...not as long as I can hold up to his torture and games. [coughing] Not gonna last long, though. He told me last night that I had nuthin left...Andy and 'lian are gone. I can't ( Read more... )

[soft, weak voice] Don't..don't know why I'm still usin' the journal. Early left it in here with me. He took Killian...somewhere. I can't see them. [low groan] God, it hurts. Them scientists are gonna take her away and I can't stop 'em. I hope they kill me...hope they kill Early, too. Rut. My arm's throbbin' so badly it's hard to think. It's stupid ( Read more... )

[recorder clicks on. rustling. soft clinks of metal on metal. quiet breaths]

How are we feeling today, pet?
Better than I have been.
Wonderful. After yesterday's fun, you seemed like you could use the rest. Your arm's looking better.
I can't see it. Doesn't hurt much now, though.
That's good. Your cuts are healing well, too.
Don't...please.
You're ( Read more... )

[recorder clicks on. chains move, soft panting is heard, and two voices are distinct.]

Why are you doin' this?
I want you to remember our time together. To give you an apt record of events.
It ever occur to you I might not wanna remember?
Come now, surely you have some thoughts you'd like to remember during this.
Not particularly.
What about that ( Read more... )