Chapter 2: But I Thought You Were Dead
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters of Babylon 5, but I do own Jaci. Also own the disembodied voice. 'Nuff said.
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"Okay, the door is open and I'm still alive. This is good," Jaci said.
What, you thought the door was going to kill you?
"Hey, after that maniacal laughter, I didn't know what was going to happen."
You yourself called it giggling just twenty seconds ago.
"So the disembodied voice is a stickler for details. Remember that for future reference," Jaci said as she took several steps into the room. "I don't suppose you'll tell me who you are, or even what you are, will you?"
I am a friend.
"Ah, a friend. What should I call you?"
It does not matter.
"So I can basically call you anything I want. Are you going to stick around for awhile, by the way?"
I'll be here when you need me.
"Thanks, but that didn't really answer my question. Hey, I don't think the tour was in here. You said I should pick that door," she gestured over her shoulder vaguely, "and now I'm in the wrong place."
No. You're in the right place.
"What? This isn't the right place! There isn't even anyone in here to help me get out of here."
Yes there is.
"Where?" Jaci whipped her head around wildly. The disembodied voice heaved a sigh.
See that long box in the middle of the room?
"Yeah?"
Open it.
"Uh, no."
Why not?
"Because you're making it sound like the person that's supposed to help me is in that box, and that's just weird. Plus, the person will probably jump up and scare me, and I don't want to be scared."
Will you just open the box?
"Can you guarantee that I won't be scared?"
Well, umm, you'll probably be surprised….
"That isn't exactly encouraging."
You want to be stuck in this building forever?
"No."
Then open the box.
"Okay, fine." Jaci took a deep breath and prayed. "Please don't let whoever it is in the box be dead." She looked at the box. "Um, how am I supposed to open this?"
Once again the voice sighed. Push the blue button.
"Oh, okay." She pushed the blue button, and the lid popped off. She peered inside. And then screamed. "He's dead! Oh my gosh! I opened a box with a dead guy in it!"
He's not dead. Well he was, but he's not now.
"He was, but he's not now? What are you talking about?"
You prayed, just like I hoped you would.
"But I didn't pray for God to bring him back to life."
But you did pray for him to not be dead. God does have a sense of humor you know.
The man sat up and shook his shoulder length dark hair. "What is going on? Who are you? And who are you talking to?" The man appeared to have a British accent. He looked down at himself. "I should be dead."
"You were," Jaci told him. Now that he was sitting up, she could get a better look. "Hey! You're Marcus from Babylon 5! This is just weird."
The disembodied voice could be faintly heard giggling.
TBC…..See, I said B-5 was coming. And there is more to come. I suppose I should apologize for the insanity once again. I really am sorry folks. Please review.
