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The Disappearance of Hatsune Miku
Chapter 3: Proof of Life
7/27/11
Eyes that had long adjusted to the dark of her surroundings peered through tight laces of metal, they glowed a bright electric turquoise that was far from human where she knelt in silence. They didn't know she had awoken yet.
As difficult as it was to remain calm, she had managed to assess the situation to assume that she was being held captive, sitting in a dog crate in a dark place. Through the pitch dark, Miku could manage to make out the shapes of crates, wooden ones. They surrounded her cage, concealing it from sight.
The only bit of light, which she could hardly make out over the tall silhouette of the boxes and unidentifiable studio equipment, was a small crack of light from a far off doorway. Though hardly visible from her ground point, it was the only thing that gave her hope. And for that, she held it close. A sign that everything would be alright.
Could they have received it? The chance was so low… Why would someone be accessing the database that late at night? Maybe someone left their computer on. Optimism was her only ally.
Untangling a strand of long hair from a metal thatch, she tapped a button on the side of her headphones, narrowly missing a crack in the side, very well remembering where that came from. This chance was a great risk for her as well, there was no telling what they would do if they found out. Submitting to that fate, she whispered softly into the headset.
Logging onto her Mac desktop of a corresponding cherry red, Meiko sifted nostalgically through a mass of old pictures saved to her hard drive. Profile and glamour shots, goofy pictures of her and Meito, her pinning Kaito suggestively against a wall, Luka and Miku in the kiddy pool with Rin that they had blown up over the summer… Meiko paused to examine the clueless smiles of the three in skimpy bathing suits laying all over each other before spotting Gakupo peaking around the corner in the background.
Smirking, Meiko flipped to the next one before a pop-up window appeared with a great blong! from her headphones.
"AHHH!" After clicking it off, not bothering to read what it said, turning to glance at Meito as he rolled over in his bed. She didn't remember the volume being up that loud… Before she turned back to the screen, a sound box had appeared and began to play a distorted white noise making Meiko wince before a small, distorted voice screeched as it whispered a few audible words that made Meiko's skin crawl.
"W-Waaaaaarrehouse-se 10-A4… Address… 30109… In…. Uhnnn… NGH."
Feeling faint, a icy zap of electricity ran up her spine, wracking her frame, her jaw sparked. The recording was cut off with a pained whine as skin burnt back at the corner of her mouth, revealing a metallic coating beneath, the hair and skin surrounding her right headphone singed as well.
Yanking off her headphones, Miku dropped them on the plastic floor of her crate, grasping her chest in an attempt at nulling the pain her damaged voice box had endured. She was malfunctioning. No matter how much time she spent idle, recharging or trying to reboot. It was hopeless. If she didn't get out of here soon, she might shut down. Tears welled in the Diva's eyes as they fell to her headphones where they lay; half of the plastic magenta shell broken away, revealed wires, and the cords torn.
It would only be so long until she had no connection with the outside at all…