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[There certainly aren't many video posts on the network, not that Lisa could find. But it'd be kinda hard to express her present concern otherwise, so here she is, a moving picture complete with worried, slightly stressed drawl, and hair a bit less elegant than her usual composed look. Almost like she keeps-]

Hey. Lisa here. Uh, I know it's kinda sudden, but- has anyone gotten things back? Not just memories, but stuff? When I woke up this morning, there was somethin' on my bedside table. Lock was still set on the door and the window, so I don' think anybody got in, but then-

[-brushing her hair back to one side, showing off (or looking at) a little pink earring, shiny like enamel or something; it looks like a cartoonish rabbit with a shocked expression, blank eyes and mouth open wide, and hanging upside down. Compared to the understated gold she's been wearing in public until now this is fairly different to her norm. After a second, she lets her hair fall back to her side, a flash of pink from the other side of her head proving it's a paired set.]

-these were there. They're cute, I like 'em, but they're not really... me? I think they're hers and I don't know how to feel about that.

[A beat. Then, belatedly:] Oh, and I got a memory too, but I'm not so worried about that. That's fine. Other me knows her way around a bass, and her friends can shred. I'll decide if that's a big cosmic joke later when I'm a little less shaken up.

Uh. I hope everyone's okay. I know it's apparently been a rough day or two on the network. I'll be okay - if anyone needs someone to talk to, I'm here for you.

[Lisa takes a deep breath, before seeming to relax a little, smiling and giving a little wave as the camera feed ends.]

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Ah, well... that first night, the first memory I saw. I think she was wearing them. This weight feels familiar, I guess? That, and otherwise I have to assume someone broke into my room overnight, somehow didn't break my lock or wake my roommate, left me earrings, and didn't touch anything else.

[A pause, and a grimace.]

I guess I still have to assume that - how did they get here?

That is very weird. I mean it, very weird.

Because, why would someone break in so stealthily to leave something?

Super weird. That makes no sense whatsoever. And yet- [Lisa shakes her head, earrings swaying, perhaps reminding herself they're there again.] -what other explanation is there? Magic? Ninjas?

I don't know how to explain it. It doesn't fit with anything I've been thinking explains the stuff we're going through.

It does sound like magic or ninjas. Or a creepy stalker.

Ugh, don't tell me that, I thought I was done with stalker fans when I left home and didn't give anyone but my parents my new address! I'd rather have the magic! Not the ninjas, ninjas in the modern day sound kinda lame.

...and sorry for throwing your theories out of whack? I think?

You should put up hidden cameras.

I don't even know if they have to be hidden cameras. Just cameras at all would probably help, yeah? If they're gone then whoever did it has bad intentions. I'm not sure I'd be good at hiding one. I guess I could have a few, at least?

Hmm, if I say they are easy to hid I feel like I'm conveying the wrong message.

They don't have to be hidden.

[Lisa blinks, then her eyes widen.]

Oh! Oh, yeah, okay, I get it! I'll just. Yeah, that makes sense. Just put up a million cameras, they'll be fine. Sorry, it's kind of been a long morning already.

If you need help picking them out or installing them, I can help.

I know you barely know me so if you say no, I won't be hurt.

Hmm... my budget is "poor college student", so I'm not sure what you had in mind. I was just gonna head down to Walmart or the hardware store or something. If you have ideas, sure, I'll listen! Installing, though... maybe? I'm still mentally balancing "someone was in my room, maybe" with "having more someones in my room now might make there not be any more someones in my room later", if that makes sense.

I'd trust the hardware store before I trust Walmart.

Ugh. Yeah, probably. Hope they're not too much more expensive, all this Different stuff has eaten into my gig time. Not that I'd trade most of what I did instead, but...

What kind of gigs do you do?

Ah, I'm a musician. I play the clubs, bars, whatever needs a soundtrack. It's not a stable job, but it pays the bills, and you meet a lot of people.

Cool, what kind of music do you play?

Ah, country mostly. Some other stuff too, bar crowds being what they are, but I'm a Southern girl, it's part of the territory.

Why are you up here and not in Nashville?

Because Nashville didn't work out. Spent four years playing every chance I got, and nothing ever came of it. Bar famous isn't making-a-record famous. I figured, if I couldn't be on that side of the microphone, I'd learn the other side and help produce, make better music. I'm still bar famous up here, or at least I get invited back, and I'm working on a music degree.

I hope you find success here.

Me too. But thank you. All of this Different stuff has been a damper on my music time, but... Everything will be okay. I just have to keep believing that.

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