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[Helen had thought, at first, that the feeling would pass. She must have read something or heard something that gave her the tools she needed to help those people, some memory drawn to the surface. But there was a distinct wrongness to it. As if the knowledge had been her own, but not quite.

And that didn’t explain the numbers.

The whole thing made her uneasy. Nothing had changed, yet it felt as though her life was no longer her own. It was all slipping out of her control again.

Finally, when she could no longer ignore it, she picked up her phone, dialing the apparently unforgettable series of numbers.

She didn’t know what she was expecting, but when the network popped up on screen, she pulled back in alarm, dropping her phone as if it had burned her. Silently berating herself, she picked it back up off the table and scrolled through the most recent entries.

A few moments later, she typed simply,]

I’m not certain I understand.

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What?

[A bit impatient - sure, she might just have found the network, but out of context that really is an entirely useless piece of vocabulary.]

[After a hesitant moment, she answers aloud, sounding only slightly less unsettled than she really is.]

I don't understand why I'm here, why this is happening.

None of us know. We only know that it is happening, and have a better or worse grasp on dealing with it.

[First, there's a large hand drawn rectangle saying "FAQ". When clicked, it leads here.

Then, line by line, this doodle appears.

And finally, in a messy handwriting:]

Welcome to the club.

[Handwritten. Well isn't that odd.

Experimentally, she presses the rectangle labeled "FAQ," eyes widening in slight surprise when it takes her to a different page. But that at least clears up a few things. Once she's read through the information provided, she types a short message back.]

Thank you.

That'd be 20$.

oh fine I'm bored today, hit me: what don't you understand?

This network. The people here. The feeling I should be more, that I know things I shouldn't. All of it.

oh you MUST be new.

Yeah it's p. confusing, and it doesn't really get any clearer. WELCOME TO THE NUMBERS CLUB!!!

or w/e we're calling ourselves now.

I guess you're new?

I suppose I am. Though I can't imagine why I'm here.

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To put it simply? It's because you had a past life. Or an alternate life... it's confusing. Suffice to say there was another person.

[Julien alters his voice and sings like a Beatle]

Well you call me your baby, when you're holding my hand, but the way that you hurt me - I just don't understand~

[He changes his voice back to normal, though there's amusement in it.]

Sorry, sorry! Perfect opportunity, there.

[Helen isn't quite certain what to make of this at first. Her response is polite, nevertheless, almost automatic as it falls from her lips.]

Of course.

And you would be?

Haha. Julien Sakazaki! [he's possibly the most visible of the numbered, being a tall harpy who's gone into modeling.] A pleasure! Congrats or condolences on your number.

Understand? Understand what?

But I’m guessing you’re new to the network then? If you are, then welcome! I hope that you enjoy your stay here! Be sure to keep your hands and feet in at all times and just be careful around here!

[Quite the welcoming there, Abby, with all the stuff going on!]

Enjoy it?

[Excuse her disbelief.]

Well, maybe not quite enjoy it but if you’re going to be around here for a while, you might as well? It would make it a lot more fun and happier that way!

You get what I’m saying?

[Not...really]

It is rather a lot to take in, at first. To be honest, I still have trouble with it myself.

[Finally, someone who seems sensible. She doesn't want to be welcomed or advised to enjoy her stay. She never asked for this. If she's being fair, they likely hadn't asked for it either, but they seem to embrace it. She isn't ready for that. Not yet.]

There's so much about it that doesn't make sense.

My life was fine as it was. I've a feeling that's all going to change now.

[They haven't. He hasn't, for all he expects most people are more used to this. Or so the impression he's gotten goes.]

From what I've heard thus far, you may be right. How much so seems to be largely left to... chance, I suppose. Certainly nothing that seems to hold by any logic I've seen thus far and most people have claimed there's no way to tell what else might arrive until it does.

you'll get the hang of it in time
welcome to the secret numbers club
well
it's not that much secret any more but now you're here, you're one of us

I'm not certain I belong here.

we all started out normal
some of us still have a long way before we get anything interesting so i wouldn't let it bother you
normal people can do great things

Understand what?

What's happening to me. Why am I here? What could I possibly have to offer?

I never really thought it was about offering anything, I just thought it kind of happened. Bad luck, maybe. But you're in good company, there's a lot of us.

[ Oh, haven't done this in a little while. ]

FAQ.

A little out of date, but that should get you relatively up to speed.

Thank you. That explains some things, at least.

It's a lot to absorb, I realize, but... There's a lot of us who can answer just about any question you might have, otherwise.

There's a lot here that can be overwhelming at first, but do not worry! You will get the hang of things in time.

I appreciate your confidence, but I'm not certain I will.

If I could get the hang of it, then I'm sure anyone could! I led a very sheltered life before I found the network. It was quite the shock!

[Says the birdman who used to be a zoo parrot.]

Hey, I've been doing this for months and I still don't get it.

My advice is to sit down and get something to drink before you get too deep into this craziness. Assuming you're, y'know, legal and everything.

[It's hard to tell from text, okay?]

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