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[There's a squelching sound of someone falling into a very muddy area. Then that someone curses under his breath, followed by the distinct sound of some very angry toads who he's disturbed. Many of whom also curse along with the general annoyed croaking.]

Hello? Who's there? Who said that? Scully, are you with me? Can you hear me? SCULLY!?!

[There's a pause, and more muddy squelching. And more grumpy voices in the background as Mulder appears to have fallen into a whole clan of toads. He seems to take this in stride though, thinking aloud as he tries to gain his bearings. He picks up the book that's near him and eyes it curiously. It's very out of place here, but he's already drawing his own conclusions.]

Let me guess. I've finally been abducted by aliens. I knew it was a matter of time, but somehow I always assumed the experience would involve less falling face down in the mud, and more probing.

Not that I want any probing, I'll pass on that opportunity.

So now the question is- aside from where the hell are my real clothes- where am I? My theories include afterlife or parallel dimension, maybe a mix of the two with a dash of government-initiated kidnapping thrown in. It's not every day you wake up in someone else's clothes with wings sprouting out of your back for no reason. Wings that hurt like a bitch when I pull on the feathers, I might add.

[Yeah he already tried that. Is it really any surprise he's already tried that?]

So what's going on here? Who's responsible for this? Was I subjected to an experiment of some kind? Kept imprisoned as a test subject and cast off to the wilderness as soon as they were done with me? Is this Russia? It better not be Russia. I didn't have such great accommodations the last time I went there.

[...and is it just him or are ALL of the toads in the area looking ready to gang up on him? He's deciding he's overstaying his welcome here. Time to get moving. In some direction. So Mulder can be found hurrying the rest of the way through the woods and into town. He's covered in mud and followed close behind by a whole bunch of very disgruntled toads.]

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You mean you do this a lot? How often do people show up like this?

[He's still continuing along, gradually getting closer to town. All the running about earlier means he's pretty close already.]

Every other month or so, early in said month. And yes, I tend to do this a lot. I help run the Welcome Center in town, so I do my best to keep the new people informed of what to expect.

There are regular waves of new arrivals then... Do you know how far back these experiments go? How long they've been taking people?

[Suddenly, Mulder is having a faint glimmer of... hope. Maybe. He doesn't dare to let himself get too excited, but what if Samantha is here? It would explain so much.]

It looks like I'm approaching a clearing... I see some buildings ahead...

Good! Head towards them. This realm has only one settlement, so you can't go wrong. The Welcome Center is toward the center of town, by the way; there ought to be a sign.

[Oh right, other questions.]

Well, I've been here just over two years, and I know this has been happening at least a year before that. It wouldn't surprise me if the Malnosso had been doing things like this for years, though.

[Mulder continues along on his way... and there, now he's getting among the buildings. Now to keep an eye out for the place she indicated.]

Would you happen to know if there's a listing or directory of people who've been taken here? I'd... be curious to know if someone I know was taken here.

Hm. There isn't a listing, at least not a standard one. Some people have taken polls, but that's by no means complete. Plenty answer such things, but others guard their privacy carefully, especially since the Malnosso have invaded it already.

Who are you looking for?

[Finding the center, Mulder heads inside and glances around, but on seeing the green-haired woman... he has to assume she's the one he's been talking to, she looks like the little image he'd seen in the book anyway.]

Rydia? [He approaches her.] The person I'm looking for... Her name's Samantha Mulder. She'd be... about four years younger than me. Or possibly eight years old. I know that sounds confusing...

[She shakes her head right away.]

No, not really. They take people from other times as well as other worlds.

[She frowns in thought, but shakes her head.]

The name doesn't sound familiar, but that doesn't mean she won't arrive. I'll see what I can find out, especially as this cycle continues.

[Damn it. But he still hasn't given up hope, and once he gets used to this whole journal thing he'll have to put it to use and ask around.]

I'd appreciate it. If you could also keep an eye out for someone by the name of Scully, that's Dana Scully... she's someone else I'd like to know about, if she ends up here.

...Is there any sort of pattern to why they choose certain people?

[Rydia nods about the name, though doesn't seem to recognize it, so that answers another question for him.]

Not really. Sometimes, the people that arrive are the only ones from their worlds. Other times, there can be around a dozen from the same place. There's also a good mix of people with magic and those without, as well as races other than human.

Then there's a lot of extraterrestrial life here? And other supernatural entities? [Maybe he IS in heaven after all? ...Well, it just isn't everyday he's got such access to all of these paranormal things. And people who BELIEVE in them.] ...What about yourself, if you don't mind my asking? What kind of world are you from?

[And she does have some kind of 'otherworldly' look to her overall, she's definitely not anyone he'd expect to see in his version of the earth.]

[She chuckles softly.]

That's a longer story that you probably want, but it's...very different from here. Not nearly as advanced when it comes to technology, but magic is a well-known force, and we have plenty of monsters, as well as other beings. There's a world beneath the surface that's inhabited, and even a civilization on the moon....

[Well, once they wake up.]

So you have extraterrestrial life where you're from? And magic? [Where are the pleasure cruises to that place, sign him up!] In the world I'm from, the supernatural is widely believed not to exist. It's my life's work to prove otherwise.

Well, you'll get plenty of proof here. There are some people without any supernatural abilities, but plenty have magic. Not to mention that there's far more than just humans in this realm. My boyfriend met a dragon on his way to the battle dome, after all.

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A real dragon? Now that's something I'd like to see.

[...Also, Rydia your boyfriend must be one lucky man.]

What's the battle dome?

It's a place where you can fight battles with simulated targets in a simulated setting. So, I could be fighting red dragons in the moon's core again, if I really wanted to, or other creatures in settings I've never visited.

You mean it's like virtual reality? And anyone can go in and use it?

[Oh he is so trying this out, once he's at least properly armed.]

[She nods.]

Yes, though you have to tweek the settings exactly if you want a real challenge. Otherwise, there's no risk of injury or status effect spells. They're supposedly limited to an hour at a time, but you can override that just by walking outside and going back in again.

It sounds like you spend a lot of time in there. You don't look like much of a fighter...

[But he's aware, looks can be deceiving.]

[She can't help but chuckle at that.]

I fight with magic, not swords.

Oh, right, I should have guessed. [Her mysterious appearance does fit the description of 'magic user.'] What's that magic like?

Most of it's pretty destructive, which is why I won't give a demonstration here. I'd rather not blow up the Welcome Center. Most of my spells are elemental, but I can do a few other things like cause enemies to fall asleep or turn them into toads.

[She says this pretty casually, but then doing any of that is no big deal for her. Besides, though she has no real desire to intimidate newbies, it can't hurt to let them know exactly what she can do if they need protection...or go wild and need to be stopped.]

[Her magic sounds really cool.]

Toads? Now I have to wonder if those talking ones I met were people who've gotten on your bad side.

[Ex-boyfriends, maybe.]

[Rydia snickers, but shakes her head.]

The last people I toaded were a pair of over-amorous teens who insisted on sharing their affections in the kitchen. I changed them back at some point, but I don't think there's anyone else I need to return to normal...for now.

[Maybe. She can't help it if there are some major morons in Luceti.]

Remind me not to piss you off.

[And he thinks a moment. Speaking of things like kitchens...]

...Where do people live around here, anyway?

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