Mina (Murray) Harker (
starandhope) wrote in
unfinishednetwork2025-11-05 10:55 am
Bulletin Post #1
[ Pinned to the bulletin board in the lobby is a neatly handwritten note on a page from the logbook provided to them by the library. ]
To Whom It May Concern,
Greetings. For those whom I have not yet been introduced to, my name is Mrs. Mina Harker. I understand that we have all been brought here recently, from many different places, times, and worlds. Speaking for myself, this has been a distressing series of events, and I have no doubt it has been for others as well.
That said, I believe that the best way to overcome such hardship is to find useful means of employment. I keep a diary, in which I have recorded many of my experiences and observations since arriving here. Perhaps there are others here who have done similarly. I plan to type up some of my relevant notes into a readable manuscript, and I would be very willing to do the same for others. If we can compile our findings into one document, I believe this could assist all of us in discovering more about why we are here, the nature of this place, how we may accomplish a return to our homes, &tc. Perhaps together we can learn what individually we would not be able to.
If there is already such an endeavour underway, please consider this my offer of assistance.
Thank you for your time.
Sincerely,
Mrs. Mina Harker
To Whom It May Concern,
Greetings. For those whom I have not yet been introduced to, my name is Mrs. Mina Harker. I understand that we have all been brought here recently, from many different places, times, and worlds. Speaking for myself, this has been a distressing series of events, and I have no doubt it has been for others as well.
That said, I believe that the best way to overcome such hardship is to find useful means of employment. I keep a diary, in which I have recorded many of my experiences and observations since arriving here. Perhaps there are others here who have done similarly. I plan to type up some of my relevant notes into a readable manuscript, and I would be very willing to do the same for others. If we can compile our findings into one document, I believe this could assist all of us in discovering more about why we are here, the nature of this place, how we may accomplish a return to our homes, &tc. Perhaps together we can learn what individually we would not be able to.
If there is already such an endeavour underway, please consider this my offer of assistance.
Thank you for your time.
Sincerely,
Mrs. Mina Harker

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She resists the urge to try and shoo it off again, like an insect buzzing around her head.
“Did you make it yourself?” she asks. “What is it for?”
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The drone stays where it is, watching Mina. The way it hovers is probably closest to an insect, but it's also clear that this is an inorganic object, not an organic creature. There's none of the subtle movements and shifts you'd get with an animal; it just hovers exactly in one point in space, and doesn't budge from it.
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“Is it securing me?” she asks. She certainly doesn’t feel any more secure with it floating ominously nearby.
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It was weird, how so many of the people didn't know what drones were. Or were confused by what they were doing. Even on Preservation, where the humans didn't like to have cameras everywhere - they kept going on about 'privacy', or whatever - they still knew what security cameras were.
"I'm a Security Consultant," it says. "The drones help."
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So no, she has no idea what Rin is talking about.
“Monitoring what?”
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"Just the general area," it says. It shrugs; a human gesture it's learned to employ on occasion. "It's an extra set of eyes."
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But she is far too polite to say that aloud, merely glancing rather obviously between the drone and Rin's face - as always, turned slightly away from her to avoid eye contact.
"For security," she says instead. "In the prison that we've all been brought to."
Just, you know. Making sure she understands all this.
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She's just a human. One from somewhere without proper security, apparently. She clearly thinks that all of this is unnecessary. And it supposes it can understand; prisoners don't get to run their own security.
But...it needs its drones. It's a SecUnit; it was designed to have multiple inputs. Without them it would feel near-blind. But she thinks its human, so it can't explain that to her.
"...I'm used to using them," it says quietly. "I don't like not having one."
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"I see," she says. "Well, so long as you don't use it to spy on us in hidden corners, I don't suppose it can do any real harm."
But no spying. Please.
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It certainly didn't want to watch her doing any disgusting human things. Mina would never see any drones in the bathrooms, ever. And if she wasn't presenting any kind of security threat, it didn't give one damn about what she did.
"...But I am going to spy on the Hostiles." They were an active security threat. They were fair game.
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"Have you been able to find the Assistants to spy on them?" she asks. She's never seen Mr. Durand in person, that she knows of.
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It had cycles and cycles of experience pretending be human at this point; surely it should be better at it by now.)
"They're probably behind the STAFF ONLY door," it says. "I have a drone watching it."
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So, for the moment, she chooses to accept that answer.
"Very well," she says. "Has the door opened at all since we've been here? I don't think I've ever seen it open."
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...But it tries not to think too much about ART. Or how much it wishes it were here.)
"No," it says. "Not since I started monitoring it."
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Certainly most Corporate Executives did; you never saw them personally descending down to the workers' floors.
"But something must use the door. Otherwise, they wouldn't have it."
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"I almost fear to think what will happen if that door ever does open," she murmurs, almost to herself. "But perhaps kept behind that door is the means of our escape?"
Not that it matters - as long as the door remains impregnable, whatever is behind it might as well be in another universe.
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Then it falls into an awkward silence. (It's given her its data. She's asked questions about it. That's all that she needed it for, right? Ugh, this would be so much easier if it could have just sent all of this to her normally...)
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So she offers them a smile. "Thank you, Rin, for contributing to my little project. I think this will be very helpful, for all of us."
They can leave, now, if they want.
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And then it says, "Bye," and flees - the drone fleeing with it.