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[descrier]

[ Marita has spent the past few days at the library in an attempt to scourge any information she can find ― her discovery being next to none other than what she knows of her own world. She's leafed through pages upon other worlds, stopping to take an interest here and there to read lines and paragraphs that jump out at her, until the words began to blur into dark lines of letters and phrases muddled together in an unreadable mess.

It all sounded quite fictional to her.

Of course, if proper information were that easy to obtain then she wouldn't be looking for it in public facilities. Despite her not knowing where her stance lies in this world, she is fairly settled in; she's already rid herself of the white sundress and now adorns the regular comfort of her clean-cut suits and skirts. She feels in control, despite knowing she isn't. ]

It looks as if I am not the only one who has currently arrived here, considering the mass influx of others who have as well. The powers here seem to find their work unlimited to just one universe or one abduction.

Which poses the question: if not God then how powerful of a being could ever commit pulling people from multiple worlds to bring them into one singular world? Have they crossed over into our own worlds to effect the nature of it or is their power just limited to bringing us to this place alone? Is time altered in our absence?

There are more questions begged to be asked, but having diplomatic experience in a location without a city hall seems not to matter if we are here against our own will.

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[Written]

[spohkh]

There are various plausible scenarios that can explain how we may have been drawn from our Universes and into this world.

[descrier]

Such as?

[spohkh]

Take for example a temporal, or spacial paradox. There are no stars in this space, we could consider a sentient black hole or the world itself that has drawn us here.

I have been exposed to instances where what we believe to be logical is disproved by a mere ion storm.

[descrier]

Are there any indications of the patterns of people brought here having any meaning or is it all selected by random? It does not seem plausible for a black hole to take very little of our worlds without complete annihilation, unless it were somehow modified.

[spohkh]

That is why I suggest a world that is sentient. As for a pattern... there is none discernible other than that of some... characteristic significance.

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[highlyintuitive]

Define God, work the formula from there.

[descrier]

That would depend on the believer.

[highlyintuitive]

Then God is an unstable variable. Cut it out entirely, work from known factors that can be confirmed.

[descrier]

What exactly can be confirmed? Other than the abduction by someone — or something — who has the capability of bringing people to this world.

[highlyintuitive]

The atmo is breathable. The food isn't toxic. The sun shines. Clouds rain. Best not to think about God or silly things in the face of this. It's all arbitrary.

[Written]

[most_unwanted]

As far as I can tell, they have yet to directly influence other worlds aside from drawing us here, but I wouldn't put it past them. They might even be capable of doing so without leaving any trace of themselves behind... 

[Mulder stares into the journal at the little user picture beside the text. No way, it can't be... The last he'd seen her... or well, heard her... it hadn't sounded good. They'd taken her, he's sure of that much. He feels the usual anger at them, thinking about it. How many of his informants have had to die for his cause already? How many more will? It's something that will always burden him.]

[...but of course, in this place there's no telling when she was brought from...]

Marita? Is that... Is it really you?

[descrier]

[ She is prepared to respond when she catches sight of her name being recognized. Fear constricts her throat at the thought of demons from her past haunting her ― perhaps they were not all really dead, perhaps even he had managed to be here ― but has no trouble gathering her bearings to realize that who is here is one she is not entirely surprised to see. ]

Yes, Mr. Mulder. It is.

[ This seems familiar, she wants to say, but refrains from commenting on it. She has learned to withhold proper information, to keep people asking more questions than receiving answers, to validate the authenticity of their words. Marita dares not lead herself into her own trap once more. ]

[most_unwanted]

[Many questions are certainly on his mind- but one thing at a time. There are some things he's reluctant to speak of over journals, anyway. Even though he's never quite gotten over the paranoid thought that They could potentially monitor people from anywhere... he at least knows off-journal is safer than not.]

Are you settling in ok? I know this place can seem a bit- well, for lack of a better word, spooky. 

[descrier]

I'm doing just fine. I've been attempting to find out any proper information on this place, but so far to no avail. How would it be that any sort of person could go into another world and alter one singular thing without affecting anything else?

[most_unwanted]

There's a great deal about this world that remains unknown. [Frustratingly.] I've sought to gather what information I could since I've been here, but the secrecy in this place could make even home look like an open book. 

Why some people get taken, and not others, and how we get lucky enough to be brought here, are among the more frustrating mysteries.

[written]

[reminded]

You sound almost certain that we were brought here with express intent.

[descrier]

You do not think we were brought here for a reason?

[reminded]

I find myself knowing less and less what to think. At first, I thought much the same as you -- that we were brought here by an invested party in order to play some role. But the longer I stay, the less purpose I find in our presence. Whether that's good or bad is up to you, I suppose.

[descrier]

I suppose questioning the existence of human nature never quite changes, even when brought to a new world.

[reminded]

I didn't mean anything so existential, but I suppose that's true as well. Some of the residents can get impressively philosophical when they want to.

[But right.] Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Hershel Layton. You are newly arrived, correct?

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[poorqueequeg]

As far as we've been told, time doesn't pass while we're here. While the Malnosso tend to keep information from us, I don't recall any accounts of anyone saying that time had passed since they were taken and returned at a later time.

As for our captors, I don't think there's much else they can do. The only meddling they've done in our worlds was a world anchor, so to speak.

[descrier]

[ Marita is not surprised to see Scully here ― especially after speaking to Mulder ― but she knows for a fact the woman does not recognize her. Perhaps, for now, that is for the best. ]

From the theories I have heard, it seems that reaching a proper conclusion is nearly impossible and beyond our comprehension of how these powers work. Especially when touching upon different people from the same world with no accounts of people missing after their abduction to Luceti.

[poorqueequeg]

If it wasn't so elaborate, it could almost be chalked up to altered memories and missing time. Or so my partner might think.

[Maybe even herself, if she really wanted to admit that it was possible.]

If it were at all possible, I'd love to see how they do it. The Malnosso are scientists, or close enough to them, that I'd be interested in this sort of technology. Seeing it in this capacity though, I'd hate for it to fall into the wrong hands - further than the Malnosso, that is. [Their hands are the wrong hands as it is.]

[descrier]

As would I. It would make an interesting contribution to the scientific community — amongst other things such as travel and international relations — but unless we can understand it ourselves we will not know how it works.

What is your theory on it?

[poorqueequeg]

Honestly? I don't think I could even fathom how they're doing what they're doing. Unless they really are aliens, or at least some advanced civilization that's long been dead. We're in a completely different galaxy, if not universe, and I don't know how they would have gotten us here or frozen where we come from so that things go back to normal once we return.

[Sadly. It's hard to begin on where this might be or how they got here without having theories shot down like crazy.]