025 // Video, backdated to earlier in the day

[showbizpanache]

[It isn't hard to notice the boy splashing around the streets of Sector 4 that afternoon. Maybe it's because he's wearing bright red jeans that look painted on and isn't carrying an umbrella--or maybe it's because he's wearing a look of fear and confusion, and that's a bit unusual for someone who uses this route to get to work every day.

He finds a place to sit and fiddles with the NV until the video feed clicks on.]

Hello-- Hello? Is this working? Is this like a phone? Can anyone see me?

[He swallows hard.]

I don't know where I am. What's happening? Someone said this is Canada-- That can't be real, that's absolutely impossible. I wasn't here a minute ago, I was--

[Some more people pass by and he lowers his voice. He brushes a hand through his hair, clearing his throat, trying to appear calm.] I was with my boyfriend. His name is Blaine. Please, we--we need to get home. I would be very, very grateful to anyone who can tell me where he is. Where I am, for that matter.

Thank you--in advance. Thank you. If anyone's actually... I don't even know what I'm doing.

[He sets the NV down and curls up in a ball on the bench, the rain pattering around him.]