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[For a moment, nothing happens. The camera is focused on a patch of grass. There are rustling sounds and a woman's voice mutters indistinguishably to herself, and eventually the journal is righted so that the camera focuses on Sally's face. There is a leaf in her hair. She does not look happy.]

Right, I think I've worked out what this thing does, and I just want to say that if this is someone's idea of a joke, I'm not laughing. See this? [She lifts up a police badge containing her ID.] This is a police badge. It's my police badge, yeah? It says I'm Sergeant Sally Donovan of London PD, which means that when I find out who's responsible for this, for...this [She gestures down the length of her body, at the dress that isn't hers] and for this [She turns the journal to take in the unfamiliar surroundings] and I don't even know how to start about this [She jerks her thumb over her shoulder at the pair of dark brown wings that definitely aren't supposed to be there] that person or persons are in a world of trouble.

My advice to you, whoever you are, is to come forward immediately. That's less trouble on my part and a lighter sentence for you, so it's in everyone's best interest. Do not make me find you.

[Sally fumes silently for a moment, and when she decides her point has been made, the recording ends.]

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Unfortunately. The people around here are pretty good in general though.

[Speaking of that company.]

Do you want me to try and explain anything else? There's a lot to take in, but it's not like you don't have time.

They all seem that way. So far.

Ah - no thanks, not now anyway. [Still getting used to everyone being helpful.] Nice of you to offer.

You're welcome.

It sounds like you've got as good of a grip as you're going to get. If you do need anything though, I can try and help. Or point you in the right direction, anyway.

Thanks; I appreciate it.

...I am having trouble deciding where to stay, but I reckon that's my fault alone. I've always been rubbish at apartment-hunting.

The apartments are pretty much the same anyway. So long as you're not trying to cram a lot of people into them, they aren't bad. There's usually a list of what's free at the Welcome Center.

The kitchens are shared, though. If you have a bad cook on your floor, you could be in trouble. [Amelia knows. She was the bad cook.]

I've managed to decide on a flat. It's...a lot bigger than the one I have at home. I'm not actually sure what I'm going to do with all the space. [Probably act like most of it isn't there, for simplicity's sake.]

There's only one other person on the floor, so I take it that means we're both self-sufficient enough to cook for ourselves, thankfully.

A flat? [Although Amelia can guess what she means from the context.] I had that problem at first. Then I got roommates.

Word of advice? Six people living in one of those places doesn't work.

That's good. Even if it doesn't though, there's a couple of restaurants around--and a bar.

A house. An apartment.

Six people? I'll keep that in mind.

I just learned about the bar. I wish someone would've mentioned it on my first day.

Right.

Yeah. Things got complicated, and I had to move in with them. They're good people though. We still live together, but in a house. [...and some of them went home, but Amelia leaves off that part.]

Probably better that they didn't. You might have had to get this place explained to you twice.

More space in the house, I hope. Three bedrooms is more than enough for me, but with five other people in, I don't think it'd work.

I learned my limits on my mate Lisa's eighteenth birthday, thanks, but I guess self-medication isn't the best idea.

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