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Where am I?
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Ah-haa!
[The screen flashes to life much to the surprise of the tiny mouse holding the device. As she recoils she throws the object away from her body. The jettisoned piece of technology tumbles through the air, eventually coming to a sudden jostling stop on the pavement just in time to capture video of the mouse disappearing around the corner of a building.
A moment later she timidly peeks back around but the thing doesn‘t seem to be following her…
Taking small little hops forward while carefully sniffing the air for danger the little brown mouse cautiously makes her way back to where the object has come to a rest. ]
ah… Hello… [A pause as she attempts to compose herself a little. ] I’m Mrs. Brisby.
[Her voice gains a touch of confidence but still remains soft as she becomes more accustomed to speaking to this odd glowing stone. ]
I seem to have lost my way. I need to get back to my home… its near the big stone in the garden.
Please, could some one tell me how to get back there?
Ah-haa!
[The screen flashes to life much to the surprise of the tiny mouse holding the device. As she recoils she throws the object away from her body. The jettisoned piece of technology tumbles through the air, eventually coming to a sudden jostling stop on the pavement just in time to capture video of the mouse disappearing around the corner of a building.
A moment later she timidly peeks back around but the thing doesn‘t seem to be following her…
Taking small little hops forward while carefully sniffing the air for danger the little brown mouse cautiously makes her way back to where the object has come to a rest. ]
ah… Hello… [A pause as she attempts to compose herself a little. ] I’m Mrs. Brisby.
[Her voice gains a touch of confidence but still remains soft as she becomes more accustomed to speaking to this odd glowing stone. ]
I seem to have lost my way. I need to get back to my home… its near the big stone in the garden.
Please, could some one tell me how to get back there?
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[The day the farmer plows his field all of the animals who live there have to move or risk being killed by the plow… this is what Mrs. Brisby thinks the lady is talking about. ]
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Do you remember the Darkness, Mrs. Brisby. Before you arrived, what is the last thing you recall?
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Mrs. Brisby placed a paw on her forehead trying to remember only to discover how very much her hands hurt. They were burned from holding that stone… ]
I… I used the magic of the stone to safely move my home to the lee of the stone. Then…
[The memory grew foggy here. ]
I must have passed out. I remember being very tired…
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Your world...your home is...lost. It's not gone, but you can't get back there now.
[video]
[Er, Traverse Town doesn’t see much sun really and it isn’t that kind of darkness, but she doesn’t know that. ]
I’m sorry, but it is surprising to find a human that can understand me. Usually people seem too busy with other things to pay attention to other animals. Have you always… been able to talk to mice like this?
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I wouldn't say I've always been able to talk to mice or understand them, but...
[She's always been able to talk to cats like thi-]...there are other talking animals here, in these worlds. Actually, I believe King Mickey is a talking mouse, albeit he's a bit taller than you.
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I can speak to other animals, [A small timid laugh. ] I was even able to speak to the Great Owl once… But, never a human. I… I didn’t believe this was even possible.
[Oh dear… probably a good idea not to mention cats. :P ]
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[Setsuna definitely knows better than to mention it. Considering she is talking to a mouse...]
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He developed what Mr. Ages called pneumonia after a spider bite. He was getting better due to the medicine… but…
[Her voice falters. A mother worried about the condition of her children.]