Episode 15 - Elderberries TRANSCRIPT
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AUTOMATED VOICE
[LOWER-PITCHED AND SLOWER THAN NORMAL] Please state your message.
[THEME SONG PLAYS.]
VAL
Three-eyed Frog Presents: The Heart of Ether.
[THEME SONG FADES TO A STOP.]
[PHONE BEEP.]
[INT. THE POPPY GARDEN MOTEL, AGENT MAY AND JUNES’ ROOM, EARLY MORNING.]
AGENT JUNE
Oh, is it on? I dunno how this recording device works. Would have been, like, ten times easier to just record on our phones, but, eh.
Anyways, it’s just me right now, which means I get to do all the talking. Guess I should, I dunno, talk about the mission? Daughtler?
Oh! I know. There’s this candy store downtown that displays massive gummy bears in the window, only it’s so hot outside that the bears have started melting. It’s some mix of disturbing, but also hilarious? Seriously, those bears look so sad, I can’t help but laugh.
Let’s see. Say, what’s that stupid thing he always says? [DRAMATICALLY MOCKING AGENT MAY] This is Operation Saturn, phase 1.2. Conducted by Agents May and June. All recordings are property of the—
[AS AGENT JUNE TALKS, THE DOOR IS HEARD OPENING AND CLOSING. THERE ARE FOOTSTEPS AS AGENT MAY WALKS IN.]
AGENT MAY
Here’s your coffee.
AGENT JUNE
Much obliged! Oh, you got it with oat milk, right?
AGENT MAY
[SLIGHTLY BITTER] It cost extra, but yes.
AGENT JUNE
Aw, hell yeah.
[AGENT JUNE TAKES HIS DRINK.]
AGENT MAY
I’ve never understood the excitement behind alternative milks.
AGENT JUNE
Hey, I’m lactose intolerant. Not that that would stop me from consuming dairy in most scenarios, but oat milk hits, alright? You should give it a shot.
AGENT MAY
I don’t put milk in my coffee, just sugar.
AGENT JUNE
Mm. Gross.
AGENT MAY
[HE HUFFS A SIGH.] Well, I’ll stop judging your coffee order if you stop judging mine.
AGENT JUNE
I’ll agree to that, sure.
[HE TAKES A SIP, THEN] See anything of note in the coffeeshop?
AGENT MAY
[UNCOMFORTABLY] Maybe. There was this girl sitting at a table. She was wearing all-black, which is strange considering the weather.
AGENT JUNE
Uh, ever heard of fashion? Dude, you literally wear a suit every day! No wonder you overheat. I mean, why do you think I skip the blazer?
AGENT MAY
[IRRITATED] At least I wear my tie correctly.
AGENT JUNE
I leave it undone on purpose, alright? It’s a statement.
AGENT MAY
Do you know how to tie a tie?
AGENT JUNE
[DEFENSIVE] Yes!
[AN UNCOMFORTABLY LONG PAUSE.]
AGENT JUNE
So, there was this girl in the coffeeshop.
AGENT MAY
She seemed fairly young. Must have been in either high school or college. She was staring at me over her laptop the whole time. Like she was, I don’t know, stalking prey. It was like her eyes were knives, and she was trying to carve my flesh off.
AGENT JUNE
So, she defo wasn’t just idly looking or whatever. Like, you’re pretty sure she was thinking about killing you?
AGENT MAY
Well, there’s no way I can know for certain, now, is there?
[A BEAT.] She was wearing a black fabric surgical mask, though.
[A TENSE PAUSE.]
AGENT JUNE
Do you think she was—?
AGENT MAY
I can’t say for sure.
AGENT JUNE
I mean, it might have been an accessory, but we’re in Daughtler, Washington—
AGENT MAY
I’m not going back there to check. Okay? If we see her again, maybe we can consider interviewing her, but I don’t feel comfortable going back to see her.
AGENT JUNE
[UNDERSTANDING] Alright.
[AGENT MAY SIGHS.]
AGENT JUNE
[CONT.] Alright. I won’t force you.
AGENT MAY
I—I appreciate that.
[THERE'S A PAUSE.]
AGENT JUNE
Uh, how’d you sleep?
AGENT MAY
About as well as I could in a car seat.
AGENT JUNE
Okay, I can’t just keep letting you sleep in the car. It was kind of funny at first, but now I just— [HIS SENTENCE TRAILS OFF IN VAGUE STUTTERS.]
AGENT MAY
[BEAT.] Well?
AGENT JUNE
I feel bad! Alright? I mean, look at me, I have this whole room to myself, and meanwhile, my partner is sleeping in a company vehicle that may or may not have bloodstains in the backseat.
[BEAT, THEN] Actually, I’d love to talk about those weird dark stains later, because uh, what, but I’ll let it slide for now. It’s still gotta be super uncomfortable, though.
AGENT MAY
We could always take turns.
AGENT JUNE
No, what I’m saying is I don’t think either of us have to sleep in the car! There has got to be a better solution.
AGENT MAY
The Foundation already declined giving us a second room, or trying to transfer us to a larger one. Trust me, I tried.
AGENT JUNE
Dammit.
[A LONG PAUSE.]
AGENT JUNE
It's king-sized, you know.
[ANOTHER LONG PAUSE.]
AGENT MAY
Do you think the motel has spare blankets? I think I could try sleeping on the floor.
[THOUGH UNSEEN, AGENT JUNE LOOKS INTO THE CAMERA LIKE HE’S IN THE OFFICE.]
AGENT MAY
…I’ll go down and ask later.
AGENT JUNE
Good idea.
[A BEAT. THERE'S SUIT RUSTLING AS AGENT MAY CHECKS HIS WATCH.]
AGENT MAY
We should head out soon.
AGENT JUNE
You’re really glued to that watch of yours, huh?
AGENT MAY
Excuse me?
AGENT JUNE
Not that it’s bad, you just check it a lot. I don’t really know what watch etiquette is, but I think you look at it more than most people do. I’ve also noticed you tend to look at it more around specific times? Is there a reason, or—?
AGENT MAY
[MORE SERIOUS THAN THE CONVERSATION WARRANTS] It’s none of your business. Perhaps I simply prefer to keep on schedule. Let’s go.
AGENT JUNE
[SLIGHTLY CONFUSED] Oh, um, okay. Sorry. [UNDER HIS BREATH] Jeez. Let me just—
[PHONE BEEP.]
[RECORDING ENDS.]
[ANOTHER BEEP.]
[INT. THE OPEN EYES BOOKSTORE BACKROOM, EARLY, EARLY MORNING.]
HOLLY
Are you recording?
PHOEBE
Yes, yes, I am.
HOLLY
Kind of weird to be doing this so early in the morning.
PHOEBE
I’m sorry, I know it’s super early. Night just felt…well, it felt more dangerous, I guess? Even Grandma Doe recommended not doing it too late. I wanted to get it done before the shop opened, though.
HOLLY
Oh no, I don’t mind. I guess people usually just consider night to be “the witching hour.”
PHOEBE
This isn’t really witchcraft, though, is it?
HOLLY
Guess not. Most modern witchcraft is a lot more…chill, I guess?
PHOEBE
Right. [A BEAT.] Do you think it’s really a good idea to be doing this in the back room?
HOLLY
Well, it’s not like we have anywhere else. It’d be super shady if we did it right outside, and your forestry friend would be pissed if we went out into the woods to do it.
PHOEBE
[NERVOUS] There’s so much paper, though. I mean, we could easily set the whole thing alight. My apartment’s really small, I know, but maybe we could—?
HOLLY
Don’t worry about it. We did a pretty good job clearing stuff out to make space, I think. It should be fine, I mean, a lot of the most flammable stuff either got moved out or shoved against the wall.
Besides, didn’t she say that it might be good to do it here for like, symbolic purposes?
PHOEBE
Yeah. Yeah, I guess you’re right. [SHE CHUCKLES.] Maybe this will finally give me incentive to organize everything.
HOLLY
[SHE LAUGHS, SOMEWHAT NERVOUSLY.] If this works, then hopefully you’ll be able to do that anyways.
PHOEBE
That’s true, yes. I, um, guess we should get started. Can you read the directions?
HOLLY
Of course.
[HOLLY IS HEARD UNFOLDING A PIECE OF PAPER.]
HOLLY
[READING] The purpose of all of this is energy. You are lighting fire to produce energy. You are grinding berries and eating them to produce it as well. Ether functions under this key desire for vitality. If you can understand this simple principle, this keen need it has, it will treat you much more kindly.
By designing this ritual for you, my hope is that it will spell out as clear as day to Ether what you are trying to achieve. It rarely gives people what they want, rather it gives what it sees fit for them. You must steer it in the correct direction, or else it will choose a different fate for you.
These instructions are similar to what Valencia and I did, as well as symbolic for what you hope to achieve. However, nobody has ever developed an exact science for how these rituals function. We may only rely on guesswork and hope. While I would like to develop more specific procedures and instructions, I do not know if I ever will. Perhaps that could be your task.
[BREAKING READING] Could I skip her whole monologue? We already read it, and I don’t think it’s important in-the-moment.
PHOEBE
Sure.
HOLLY
Cool.
[SHE FLIPS THE PAPER.]
HOLLY
Materials needed: Yarn or string to create a casting circle. Some people use salt, but it produces an awful mess. Several circles of yarn around you and your workspace will work just fine.
PHOEBE
We did that already.
HOLLY
Yup. [READING AGAIN] Three white candles with words carved into them. It does not matter what the words are, they simply have to be legible and completely cover the candle. No numbers. I just wrote out song lyrics on that one.
PHOEBE
Oh, that’s neat! I, um, did poems I like.
HOLLY
Cute. [A BEAT.] A lighter or match of some kind. Someplace to safely burn paper—we got a metal bin, so we’re good. Did you turn off the smoke alarm?
PHOEBE
I did, yeah.
HOLLY
Let’s hope the place doesn’t burn down, then. [CHUCKLE, THEN] I’m joking, I promise. It should be fine. [SHE CLEARS HER THROAT.]
A book—you will be tearing out each individual page, so to save time, I suggest a children’s book. A bowl or container of some kind. Elderberries, I recommend you cook them beforehand, but make sure none of them are pre-mashed. Something to mash the elderberries with. Finally, a few drops of your blood, or something to draw blood with. That’s what the sewing needle is for, right? You sure you don’t want a blade? I have a pocket knife.
PHOEBE
[UNCOMFORTABLE] I get nervous around knives, but thank you for the offer.
Oh—actually, I wanted to ask, um, where did you find elderberries? I couldn’t find them anywhere.
HOLLY
I asked the bartender down the street.
PHOEBE
Huh.
HOLLY
Yeah, they make all sorts of weird cocktails. Are you ready? Once we start, we can’t stop until it’s complete.
PHOEBE
[WITH WEIGHT, NERVOUS, BUT DETERMINED] I’m ready.
HOLLY
Okay.
[HOLLY FLIPS THE PAPER AGAIN. THERE’S A PAUSE.]
HOLLY
Phoebe?
PHOEBE
Yeah?
HOLLY
Whatever happens, I—we’ll be okay, alright? No matter what. I’ll make sure of it, I swear.
PHOEBE
[TENDERLY] Thank you.
[THERE’S A PAUSE AS THEY ARE HEARD KISSING. HOLLY TAKES A DEEP BREATH.]
HOLLY
Create a circle around— Okay, we already did that. Um, Start by lighting the candles.
[PHOEBE IS HEARD LIGHTING A MATCH AND LIGHTING ALL THREE CANDLES.]
HOLLY
Tear each individual piece of paper out of the book. One by one, burn each piece of paper using fire from the candles. Once you have burned each page, burn the cover. Do not attempt to put any of the fires out. This tedious process shows care and dedication. The blood in later steps is there for a similar purpose.
[PHOEBE IS HEARD TEARING PAGES OUT OF A CHILDREN’S BOOK AND LIGHTING THEM ON FIRE. THERE’S A LONG PAUSE AS SHE DOES SO.]
PHOEBE
Good thing this book only has twenty pages. [A BEAT.] What’s next?
[PHOEBE IS STILL TEARING PAPER IN THE BACKGROUND, AND THE BURNING SFX GOES ON FOR SOME TIME.]
HOLLY
Uh—place your elderberries in the bowl and begin mashing them in a clockwise motion. As you do this, speak out loud and ask Ether to grant you knowledge and the ability to see what others do not. There should be no misunderstanding in what you are trying to achieve, and if you have garnered Ether’s attention, it should have already decided what it shall do with you. [MUTTERS] Fuckin’ weird.
[PHOEBE CEASES HER PAGE-TEARING.]
PHOEBE
The book is done. Pass me the spice grinder with the berries?
[HOLLY PASSES PHOEBE THE SPICE GRINDER.]
PHOEBE
Thank you.
[PHOEBE IS HEARD GRINDING THE ELDERBERRIES.]
PHOEBE
[WHISPERING TO HERSELF] Ether, um, whoever or whatever you are, if you are listening to me, please grant me knowledge. Grant me the power to see what others do not. Let me see and know everything.
[THERE IS A RINGING HEARD IN THE BACKGROUND AS HOLLY SPEAKS.]
HOLLY
If this works, the words on the candle should begin to—holy—God!
[HOLLY STUMBLES BACK.]
PHOEBE
Glow?
HOLLY
[FREAKING OUT] Yup? Uh—they’re actually glowing, what the—
PHOEBE
[OVERLAPPING] What’s next?
HOLLY
Sorry, sorry. [SHE RUFFLES THE PAPER IN HER HAND.] Mix a few drops of your blood into the elderberries.
PHOEBE
Pass me the sewing needle.
[HOLLY PASSES PHOEBE THE NEEDLE. SHE PRICKS HER FINGER.]
PHOEBE
[UNDER HER BREATH] Ow.
[SHE LETS A FEW DROPS COME OUT, SUCKS ON HER FINGER BRIEFLY, THEN MIXES HER BLOOD IN.]
HOLLY
Drink the elderberry mash. You must consume every bit of it, or at least as much as you can.
PHOEBE
[GROWING IN A MIX OF PANIC AND EXCITEMENT] This is it—I mean—wait, I’m about to consume my blood, that’s weird, but—this is really it.
HOLLY
[ENCOURAGING] You can do it.
[PHOEBE IS HEARD DRINKING THE ELDERBERRY MASH. THERE IS A PAUSE.]
HOLLY
If successful, the candles will—
[THE CANDLES ARE HEARD EXTINGUISHING.]
HOLLY
…blow out.
PHOEBE
[SLIGHTLY SICK] I think I got it all.
HOLLY
How do you feel? Is—has anything changed?
PHOEBE
I feel…I feel like there’s a part of me that was never there before. Like, my internal self expands farther out than my physical self, like I’m floating, it’s—I need to go lie down.
HOLLY
I’ll take you upstairs. It worked, though?
PHOEBE
I think it did. I mean, Grandma Doe said I would feel some sort of immediate change, but the rest of it would trickle in slowly. I feel different, though.
HOLLY
[SLOWLY, CAUTIOUS] Does this mean you’re not human anymore?
PHOEBE
[A BEAT.] I haven’t thought about that. I mean, I think I might just kind of be human plus? I’m not sure. Grandma Doe was still mortal, after all—she felt pain, she got ill—her mind was just super advanced. Does that make me inhuman?
HOLLY
I…I don’t think so. I think you just have mind powers or whatever.
PHOEBE
I’ll think about it later. I’m just going to try to get some sleep before the shop opens.
HOLLY
You don’t even have to open today, you know. People will understand if you just say you’re ill. Or I could run it for today, since there’s usually less traction on weekdays.
PHOEBE
[SINCERE] Thank you.
HOLLY
Of course.
PHOEBE
[SHE SIGHS.] Okay, time to—
[PHONE BEEP.]
[RECORDING ENDS.]
[ANOTHER PHONE BEEP.]
[INT. IRENE’S HOUSE, MIDDAY.]
IRENE
I just got home from work. Apparently, Phoebe did that ritual early this morning. It went well, from what Holly told me, though Phoebe’s been taking the day off to rest.
Oh, and they also posted that advert on the bulletin board yesterday. You know, for someone to develop Valencia’s film.
That’s not important right now. You know what is important?
This morning, at work, I opened up a folder on my computer and guess what was in it? A new audio recording where there shouldn’t be one. Guess the technological gods have decided to be generous today.
I decided to wait until I got off to listen to it. It’s dated shortly after the incident, so I think it might be important.
Besides, work has been…well, different, since the Spread. I haven’t told Carol or Aden that’s what it’s called, though. The whole incident brought us closer together, but I think that’s a double-edged sword. They know me well enough, now, I think they can tell I’m hiding something. Aden definitely knows I am—I mean, what I told him was pretty cryptic, but Carol I think just…knows. She’s just like that. [SCOFF] Maybe that’s part of her motherly instincts.
Right, that’s beside the point. Back to the recording.
Here goes nothing.
[IRENE CLICKS ON THE FILE.]
[PHONE BEEP.]
[INT. DRIVING, LATE AT NIGHT.]
[THERE IS THE AMBIANCE OF DRIVING DOWN A DESOLATE FOREST ROAD AS THEY TALK.]
UNKNOWN GIRL
Does it work?
ROSE
I believe so.
UNKNOWN GIRL
[SHE SNORTS.] About as well as a cheap cell phone from Walmart could, I imagine?
ROSE
It just has to be able to record and make emergency calls. I’m not too worried about it. Thank you, again. Really, I owe you.
UNKNOWN GIRL
Hey, I didn’t buy it. I just walked into the store and handed your money to the guy behind the counter. It’s not a big deal.
[DULLY SKEPTICAL] You’re trying pretty hard to cover up your tracks, you know. Destroying your phone, not wanting to be seen in public to go get a new one, only paying in cash. Almost makes it sound like you’re a criminal or something.
ROSE
[FRANTIC] I’m not! I swear, I’m not.
UNKNOWN GIRL
No need to get defensive. Look, I get it. We all have reasons to want to disappear. I’m surely in no position to judge.
You know, I know we haven’t known each other for long, but I feel like we might actually have a lot in common.
ROSE
Why is that?
UNKNOWN GIRL
We both don’t know where we’re going, or why.
ROSE
[UNDER HER BREATH] Oh, I know why.
UNKNOWN GIRL
So you do have a reason?
ROSE
It’s not a big deal.
UNKNOWN GIRL
Your secret’s safe with me, you know.
ROSE
It’s nothing. Really. Just…do you have to know or—?
UNKNOWN GIRL
Well, do I have any reason to?
ROSE
No, but do you even have a reason to be helping me?
UNKNOWN GIRL
[DEADPAN] What can I say? I’m a generous soul.
[A BEAT.] Say, why did you want something to record with, anyways?
ROSE
I, um—it’s stupid.
UNKNOWN GIRL
Try me.
ROSE
It’s—well. I guess I don’t want to be forgotten? I want some way for people to find out what happened to me when…if…you know. There’s…if something does happen to me, there’s at least one person who deserves to know.
UNKNOWN GIRL
You think you’re going to get yourself killed?
ROSE
I don’t know. I suppose it’s better to be safe than sorry?
UNKNOWN GIRL
But you have someone you know will want to listen. [CONNECTING THE DOTS] You weren’t a loner before you left, were you? You left someone important behind, and now you feel bad. You owe them an explanation.
ROSE
[UNCOMFORTABLY] Yes. Right. I guess.
[A BEAT.] I don’t want to talk about this anymore.
UNKNOWN GIRL
Who did you abandon?
ROSE
[RAISING HER VOICE SLIGHTLY] I said I’m done.
UNKNOWN GIRL
Alright, alright.
[A BEAT.] If it makes you feel better, I’ll let you prod at me a bit.
ROSE
[HESITANT] Where did you get your name? Wednesday is such a unique name, I don’t think I’ve ever heard it outside of stories.
WEDNESDAY [UNKNOWN GIRL]
It’s certainly no ‘Mary,’ is it?
ROSE
I mean, obviously. My name’s pretty basic.
WEDNESDAY
I actually chose it after I left home. Not like that, just never liked the name my parents gave me. Kept the last name ‘White,’ though. It has a ring to it.
ROSE
Was there a reason for it, or did it just sound nice?
WEDNESDAY
When people meet someone with a weird name, that tends to be the thing that most grabs their attention. “I met a girl named after a day of the week today, isn’t that bizarre?” I didn’t want to be remembered for anything I didn’t want people to see. If one thing was going to stick with them, it would be my name, but not quite the face that goes with it. Just the girl with an odd name.
ROSE
So you want to be forgotten?
WEDNESDAY
Not forgotten, but I want control over the memory of me. I want to fade away into obscurity, but not obscure enough that it’s suspicious.
ROSE
[KIND OF UNCOMFORTABLE] You’ve thought about this a lot.
WEDNESDAY
When you’re like me, you have to.
ROSE
Wh—what does that—
WEDNESDAY
[OVERLAPPING] Do you need me to stop at the gas station up ahead?
[THERE’S A SLIGHTLY TOO LONG PAUSE.]
ROSE
Um, yeah, I have to—
[PHONE BEEP.]
[RECORDING ENDS.]
[INT. IRENE’S HOUSE, EARLY EVENING, THE SAME DAY.]
[THERE’S A LONG PAUSE.]
IRENE
[STILL PROCESSING IT AS SHE SPEAKS.] Okay. Okay! This is definitely a start. A great start, actually!
Okay, let’s see, uh—after you ran away, you destroyed your phone—no wonder the police couldn’t track it—and then you went with some person named Wednesday.
That’s definitely a start. If I can figure out where Wednesday—White, was it?—yeah, Wednesday White. I know Wednesday probably isn’t her legal name, but I might still be able to find her somewhere. If I can find Wednesday White, I might have a good shot at finding you. That’s great news!
[A SLIGHTLY TOO LONG PAUSE.]
IRENE
[HER ENTHUSIASM DYING] I don’t trust Wednesday, though.
[A BEAT.] Okay, maybe I shouldn’t be so skeptical. I mean, you’re not an idiot, Rose. You wouldn’t hitch hike with just any random stranger. Would you? Doesn’t even seem like you gave her your real name, she called you ‘Mary.’
[SHE HUFFS A SIGH.] Maybe I’m just being defensive. Still, she seemed off, didn’t she? That whole thing she said about her name just kind of rubbed me the wrong way. She prodded a lot, too. Almost as if she wanted to make you uncomfortable.
I could be reading into it too much. I guess I won’t know until I find her. Hopefully, she didn’t fade into obscurity too much. There’s gotta be some record of her existence online. If I’m lucky, she might be on social media or something. Who knows? Lots of time has passed.
[A PAUSE, THEN, SOFTLY] That person, you—were you recording for me? You wanted me to know you hadn’t abandoned me on purpose. [HURT] And here I was, thinking you would just leave without reason. That you had betrayed me in some way. I’m—Rose, I’m so sorry—
[JUST AS SHE SAYS “SORRY,” HER PHONE BEGINS VIBRATING. SHE PICKS IT UP.]
IRENE
[SKEPTICAL] There’s an unknown number calling me.
[SHE ANSWERS.]
IRENE
Hello?
CALLER
Hello? Is this the person who posted an ad outside of Open Eyes Bookstore?
IRENE
Oh! Um, yeah, that’s me. Wow, I didn’t expect to hear from someone so fast.
CALLER
I’m an observant person. I like to make my rounds throughout the town. You’ll never know what you’ll find, after all. Or who.
Anyways, you have some film that needs to be developed, right? Well, it just so happens to be your lucky day, because I have a dark room.
IRENE
That’s fantastic. I can pay you however much you want, just—
CALLER
[OVERLAPPING] Oh, that won’t be necessary. I’m studying photography, so the experience is payment enough. No worries!
IRENE
That’s very kind of you, thank you.
CALLER
Of course!
Oh, where are my manners? My name is Sadie. Sadie Creed. And you are…?
IRENE
Irene.
SADIE
Irene! How cute. Where do you want me to pick up your film?
IRENE
Um, I’m sorry if this sounds rude, but I would prefer to meet out in the open? Is that a problem?
SADIE
Not at all. How about Lemongrass Park?
IRENE
That’s actually perfect, yeah.
SADIE
Great! I’m happy to meet you tomorrow night at 8:00, if that time works for you? I know that’s a bit late, but I work at the candy shop until then.
IRENE
That should be fine, yeah.
SADIE
Looking forward to it! Pleasure doing business with you, Irene. Bye-bye!
[SADIE HANGS UP.]
IRENE
Huh. Well, I guess that solves that.
Time to go find Wednesday White.
[PHONE BEEP.]
[RECORDING ENDS.]
AUTOMATED VOICE
Today's quote is: A wave of grass engraves upon the stone: ‘There is more than one good way to drown.’
Sylvia Plath in "Epitaph in Three Parts," 1955.
[OUTRO MUSIC AND CREDITS PLAY.]
MICRO-COSMOS PROMOTIONAL AD [written by Jesse Smith]
[THERE ARE STATIC NOISES.]
ATHENA
This is Communications Athena Romero of OEC #0137-F recording from a… still, unknown location on the infant planet Ophiuchus-22. Though I have my… well, rational, doubts, something in me feels as though this transmission might actually be reaching someone. Might just be desperation, though. Most likely just desperation. Regardless. We would appreciate any and all OC representatives or employees, or individuals otherwise receiving this transmission, to please send a response. We have been recording mandatory and otherwise necessary emergency chronicling logs for days now. Please.
[WE HEAR MILES'S FOOTSTEPS APPROACH.]
MILES
(distant) Athena, are you sending out another transmission? They’re not going to-
[C41 APPEARS WITH THEIR USUAL PING.]
C41
Shhh, let her do her thing, Miles. She needs to set her character up correctly for the new listeners that are hearing this promotional advertisement.
MILES
The new— what?
C41
What?
MILES
What are you talking about?
FELIX
I believe what Cal is doing is called “breaking the fourth wall,” my friend.
MILES
Breaking the what now?
C41
Oh, just forget about it.
[MILES GROANS; WE HEAR ALEX APPROACH.]
ALEX
What about a promotional advertisement?
ATHENA
Guys, could you… [SIGHS] I am trying to finish this log, so could you please give me a moment?
ALEX
Sorry, Starshine, I just got a little caught up in the whole “self-aware and breaking the fourth wall” thing.
ATHENA
It’s… fine.
C41
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ATHENA
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C41
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MILES
… uh huh.
[THE CREW SITS IN SILENCE FOR A SECOND.]
C41
That’s just what I would say, though.
MILES
… Cal, we really need to figure out what is going on with this new phase of yours.












