3rd Cut -- [Audio | Cellphone]

[twopercent]

I know I've heard new voices, seen new messages, from people who are just starting to connect to whatever the hell this network is. I'm sure you got the warning already but in case you didn't... don't tell anyone else about it, or anything strange you've been seeing. And don't get caught. I can't really say I recommend it.

[Jack's tone is pretty low-key, concerned, when he adds:]

I guess it'd be too much to hope any of you know your way around technical gear?... security cameras, that kind of thing. Some way to keep an eye on things without anyone being put in any danger. We just... don't know enough. About anything. Not yet.

Even how we got these numbers in the first place. Someone has to have set this up. Why haven't we heard anything yet about how. Why. And who...

Comments

[twopercent]

I could maybe manage one if it was out of the way. But with the police after me... and a guy with one arm kinda stands out in a crowd, you know?

[reckless_fire]

I'd offer to put one up for you--I've been scoping out the cop shop anyway--but...yeah, not really too good with the whole technology thing.

[twopercent]

Probably not a good idea for too many people to hang around down there. Since you were there anyway... did you find anything other than the statue?

[reckless_fire]

Bunch of cops got into a van together and headed west. Not sure if it's important or not. Could've been going to a poker game for all I know.

[twopercent]

Can't say I trust anything they're up to any more. When was it?

[reckless_fire]

Yesterday evening, about 5:30-6:00.

[twopercent]

Huh. Yeah, no, that's interesting. But dammit... it all comes back to the fact that we just still don't know enough and don't have any way to track or keep an eye on all the people and places where things are happening.

[Jack is really wishing there was a tech guy on the network right about now. Really really.]

[reckless_fire]

Yeah. For what it's worth, I'm kinda keeping an eye on the cops to see if there's a pattern or something. But I can't exactly be there 24/7.

[Sorry Jack, Kenji barely knows how to work his cell phone.]

[twopercent]

I know the feeling.

[Jack's just about given up on trying to tell other people to stay safe. He just... can't handle everything, as hard as it is to admit. So it's with some hesitation that he adds:]

If you've got a few extra minutes between watching the station and everything else... don't suppose you could run past [address] once in a while, huh? As a personal favor. Just make sure there's nothing strange going on.

[reckless_fire]

Sure, I can do that. Anything in particular I should watch out for?

[twopercent]

Suspicious people or cars around. There's probably a plainclothes cop car somewhere, but let me know if you spot anything a little less obvious.

Assuming nobody's decided to burn it to the ground yet, at least.

[reckless_fire]

OK, I'll check it out.

[twopercent]

...thanks. I mean it.

[The address is, of course, Jack's mother-in-law's house, where his wife and son have been staying for several weeks now, but there's no need to get into the details with Kenji.]

[reckless_fire]

No problem, man. Take care, yeah?

[He figures it's something like that.]