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[She settles herself into the picture, looking something like someone setting up for a blog. Martha adjusts the camera, sits back, readjusts her coat, and smiles. It's a little nerve wracking, jumping in to all this. But she's had worse. So she goes for it, putting her best foot forward.]
Hello. My name is Martha. Martha Jones.
Hello. My name is Martha. Martha Jones.
So. I've been told I'm in Canada. I'm in Canada, and it's the future. Which is nice. I wasn't completely sure we had one, to be honest.
[Martha plays with a cord between her fingers, running it between them again and again but keeping whatever is connected in the palm of her hand.]
Everyone's been really helpful so far, but I need to get back. And I've heard there's no way, but there's no such thing as no way. I've seen some amazing things. Really amazing things. So I know. There has to be a way.
If anyone could help me. I'd really- I'd appreciate it.
[There's a pause.]
Thank you.
[She sits there for a moment, as if thinking, before leaning forward and turning off the feed.]