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[ the video clicks on with a flash of something bright and red and orange before it clears and there's a blonde-haired girl wearing a black bodysuit and looking very worried and confused. she's speaking, muttering to herself: ]

Is this on -- I think so... I can see myself, but I don't know if it's even pla -- Oh. Oh. I can see the like, little red -- oh god, that means they can --

[ she cuts herself off and yelps a little before putting a hand to her chest, taking slow deep breaths, furrowing her brows and trying to calm down. she's wigged out and she's scared and she wants out. ]

Oh my god. I -- uhm. [ gulp ] Hi. My name is Liz Allan. Lizzie, I guess. I'm -- I'm new. I have -- [ she counts on her fingers ] -- four questions.

One. Is this... like, computer thing fireproof? Two. Are we --- are we really, seriously on a turtle? I guess I saw since no one actually told me, but... There are no turtles that like, grow this big. Otherwise it'd be all over the news on something.

Three, has anyone seen -- er... two of my friends? Jea -- Karen Grant [ she still doesn't know which to refer to her as ] and Derek Morgan? Please let them know I'm here. [ not that Jean won't figure out herself if she's here too ]

And finally, this... has to be a dream, right? A hallucination? Because this is so crazy and unreal that it can't --

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[Oooh, very good, Miss Allan.]

Hey, someone paid attention in physics class. Typing fast, in this case.

Wait, I don't understand. I mean, I do, but --

[ she shakes her head, brows knitting together. ]

You're... going fast right now? Typing. Typing fast.

[Her confusion has prompted the switch to video. Bart's really not sure what she's not getting so here, Liz. Have a slightly confused redhead.]

Yeah, I was. Why? Is that something I shouldn't be doing? The name's Bart, by the way. Bart Allen.

[ the last name doesn't really mean anything to her because she knows it's pretty common so she ignores it. ]

I'm Liz -- Wait, I already said that already. Oh my god, I'm sorry, I'm still a little... [ she does a vague gesture and curls up in her seat, bringing her knees to her chest ]

No, I just. How fast is fast?

[If she had his extended family, she'd understand why he's wondering. Damn future Allens popping up in the present. ]

I guess about 400 words per minute. Not top speed, but it'd be a little unnecessary. I've been feeling kinda, well, sluggish.

[Okay, now he's just concerned. None of the other new people publicly did time as a human ball. Maybe she's having a panic attack.]

Hey, are you all right? I mean. I know this whole alternate universe, city-onna-turtle concept blows, but ignoring that for a minute, are you okay?

So you're -- you have to be a speedster then. Right? I mean, I assume there are other people with powers here...

[ she rests her cheek on her knee, staring exhaustedly at the camera ]

I'm fine. Just this whole, being transported between life, death, whatever situation. [ bringing her hand to her face ] I really just want to go home. Woof.

Yeah, I guess that does give it away a little. I could be a technopath, but it's probably a good thing that I'm not.

You get used to it. Everyone else was really blase about it when I got here. I had to have my own private freakout.

We'll get home.

[The unspoken 'I hope' just hangs there on his face.]

Has anyone like, even gone home yet?

I don't know. I've only been here a week.

O-Oh! You're new like me then!

Yup. You're in good company.

I guess it's good to know that there are other people that are like, just as confused as I am.

Totally. I mean. It's the kinda story that'd sound like a lie. Except that it's too stupid to be a lie. No one over for would even try to pull it off.

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