I don't think so. But, you never know when you're... well, doing whatever it is I'm doing. Apparently. [ Tim gives an honest shrug. Different people, different lives, but they all look like him. They are him? It's confusing, but, he's trying to get to the bottom of it. Maybe he can one day and get Alan a better answer. ] I'm guessing your wall looks even more chaotic than mine. Given how long you've been here.
Thanks, Alan. I'll keep it in mind. [ A small smile finds it's way to his face. ] Let's keep that as a back up plan for now. Last possible option, you know?
[ His eyebrows raise slightly. "Because they were real people once." That's telling without really telling. His head tilts, a frown on his face. People who were real people once. It rings a bell somewhere in his head. Something familiar--phrased different, but, it reminds him of home. Bright Falls that is.
Huh.
Another note for the crazy wall. Once Alan leaves. ]
You know her?! [ Tim suddenly becomes the most animated he's been since Alan's met him. Remet him. He leaves from behind the television to stand beside the writer. ] Tell me what you know. Maybe it'll make sense of what's going on.
[ Though, he doesn't want to freak the man out. Alan's pretty jumpy most days. So, he lets out a breath and shakes his head. ] Sorry, let's answer your question first. I guess you forgot that detail. No worries, man.
Last time we met up in the Hotel you had a key on you. One that said something about an "Oceanview Motel and Casino"? Instead of the Hotel. The key opened a box that was in the Janitor's Office. Had all these documents with a seal you said was familiar. Yeah, I know that seal, by the way. The documents in there talked about something called a "Light Switch Cord", classified, redacted. That stuff. It mentioned referring to a "Dr. Darling presentation"?
Well, that's the same name of a guy I keep seeing on the T.V. He talks about parallel dimensions, many worlds, dream logic. He's somehow tied to the documents and the Hotel, I think. Which means he might be connected to the Motel too.
[ Tim pauses then. ] Alan. That seal on those documents, if you still have them? That's the Federal Bureau of Control. They showed up in Bright Falls in 2010, after you disappeared. They fenced off all of Cauldron Lake. General store, camping grounds, hiking trails. All of it. They've never left. Sometimes they have people come into town to fix equipment around the Lake. Asked for documents regarding certain--
[ CLICK.
Tim turns around the moment he hears the television click on. He feels his hopes rise for a second. Maybe the damn thing worked and he'll get answers he wants. Or, something like answers. Instead the screen flicks on and a title screen shows up. IN BETWEEN WITH MR. DOOR.
A musical beat.
Then, Mr. Door himself shows up. Chuckling, clapping, pointing at the camera.
Tim feels his heart sink and beat quicker. It looks exactly like the man from his dreams. Maybe with a little different with his glasses, but... ]
『 Haha, welcome back to the show, everyone! Oh, do we have a real special treat for you tonight. Of course, as always, the in house band--The Old Gods of Asgard! 』
[ The camera flicks over to the Old Gods of Asgard. One smiles, one does a quick rift on the guitar, the other taps a few drums. The crowd cheers before being quieted by the host. ]
『 Like I said though. We have a special guest tonight. It was very, very hard to line this guest up. Oh, the BOOKING it took! But, without further ado. Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome to the show, Ms. Jesse Faden! 』
[ Tim turns fully to the television then as Mr. Door walks a brilliant redheaded woman over to the stage. His eyes widen. His hand reaches out and grabs Alan's jacket. ]
Alan--that's her! The red headed woman I keep seeing. That's her! This is that talk show you mentioned, right?
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Thanks, Alan. I'll keep it in mind. [ A small smile finds it's way to his face. ] Let's keep that as a back up plan for now. Last possible option, you know?
[ His eyebrows raise slightly. "Because they were real people once." That's telling without really telling. His head tilts, a frown on his face. People who were real people once. It rings a bell somewhere in his head. Something familiar--phrased different, but, it reminds him of home. Bright Falls that is.
Huh.
Another note for the crazy wall. Once Alan leaves. ]
You know her?! [ Tim suddenly becomes the most animated he's been since Alan's met him. Remet him. He leaves from behind the television to stand beside the writer. ] Tell me what you know. Maybe it'll make sense of what's going on.
[ Though, he doesn't want to freak the man out. Alan's pretty jumpy most days. So, he lets out a breath and shakes his head. ] Sorry, let's answer your question first. I guess you forgot that detail. No worries, man.
Last time we met up in the Hotel you had a key on you. One that said something about an "Oceanview Motel and Casino"? Instead of the Hotel. The key opened a box that was in the Janitor's Office. Had all these documents with a seal you said was familiar. Yeah, I know that seal, by the way. The documents in there talked about something called a "Light Switch Cord", classified, redacted. That stuff. It mentioned referring to a "Dr. Darling presentation"?
Well, that's the same name of a guy I keep seeing on the T.V. He talks about parallel dimensions, many worlds, dream logic. He's somehow tied to the documents and the Hotel, I think. Which means he might be connected to the Motel too.
[ Tim pauses then. ] Alan. That seal on those documents, if you still have them? That's the Federal Bureau of Control. They showed up in Bright Falls in 2010, after you disappeared. They fenced off all of Cauldron Lake. General store, camping grounds, hiking trails. All of it. They've never left. Sometimes they have people come into town to fix equipment around the Lake. Asked for documents regarding certain--
[ CLICK.
Tim turns around the moment he hears the television click on. He feels his hopes rise for a second. Maybe the damn thing worked and he'll get answers he wants. Or, something like answers. Instead the screen flicks on and a title screen shows up. IN BETWEEN WITH MR. DOOR.
A musical beat.
Then, Mr. Door himself shows up. Chuckling, clapping, pointing at the camera.
Tim feels his heart sink and beat quicker. It looks exactly like the man from his dreams. Maybe with a little different with his glasses, but... ]
『 Haha, welcome back to the show, everyone! Oh, do we have a real special treat for you tonight. Of course, as always, the in house band--The Old Gods of Asgard! 』
[ The camera flicks over to the Old Gods of Asgard. One smiles, one does a quick rift on the guitar, the other taps a few drums. The crowd cheers before being quieted by the host. ]
『 Like I said though. We have a special guest tonight. It was very, very hard to line this guest up. Oh, the BOOKING it took! But, without further ado. Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome to the show, Ms. Jesse Faden! 』
[ Tim turns fully to the television then as Mr. Door walks a brilliant redheaded woman over to the stage. His eyes widen. His hand reaches out and grabs Alan's jacket. ]
Alan--that's her! The red headed woman I keep seeing. That's her! This is that talk show you mentioned, right?