Winter Born

Huh.

[Ken stands in his living room holding the Dreamberry. He checks it's recording, then sets it on the arm of the couch. He picks up a small hi-bounce ball and throws it overarm against the living-room wall. It bounces off; he catches it in his palm. He repeats the process a couple more times just to be sure, then pockets the ball and picks up the Dreamberry again.]

Okay. Okay.

[He walks up to the wall. Taps it. Leans against it. Scrapes at the paint with a fingernail. Sticks his hand through it. Takes it out. Looks at it. Looks at the wall. Repeats the process a couple more times then - clearly bracing himself - walks forward.

[For a moment the recording goes black. When the screen flickers back into life, it's to give everybody at home a good view of the corridor outside his apartment.]

Is anybody else having problems with their walls?

[Filtered from Weiss]

[Ken, wearing a blue apron, is standing in what appears to be the stockroom of Nectar.]

So...

[He hesitates for a moment, gazing around himself apprehensively, clearly worried he might be overheard. When he turns back to the screen, he closes his eyes briefly and takes a deep breath, as if steeling himself for something.]

What would it take to make you decide you couldn't be yourself any more?

--this thing working this time? It is? Right.

[Ken is sat in his bedroom, holding the Dreamberry a short distance away from his face. He looks - and sounds - rather anxious.]

Um, hi?

My roommate's gone missing. Omi. I'm pretty sure he's not just gone back but he's not answering his phone. If you don't know him he's about my age, blonde hair, blue eyes-- he's the one wearing shorts even though it's freezing. He hasn't been home since Wednesday and... well, has anyone seen him around lately? He doesn't have to come back or anything if he doesn't want to, I just wanna know how he is. Thanks.

[He hesitates for a moment.]

Omi, if you get this... call me.

[The video cuts off.]