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Who: Caitlin Snow + YOU
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Hospitality Deck
When: Now!

VIDEO

[ The video starts suddenly, with Caitlin sitting straight up, eyes open and wide with fear.

More than what's warranted with waking up in a strange place.

Her head bows, her eyes going directly to her wrists. It seems she's checking both of them, rubbing absently at them, as if she expected to find something. (Shackles or handcuffs, that's what she's looking for.) If she's reassured there's nothing there, she certainly doesn't look it. When she looks back up, her gaze sweeping around the room, she's trying to place where she is, what's happened. This isn't Barry's lab at CCPD, it isn't STAR Labs, and it definitely isn't Zoom's lair.

It's a few minutes before she looks right into the camera, her head tilting with curiosity. ] Hello?

[ Then the feed cuts out. ]

TEXT

[ The text follows about ten minutes later. ]

This is going to sound odd, but: whoever or whatever brought me here, thank you. I need to get back to Central City, though.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

True. Manufactured drama, assigning people certain roles to play... at least we're not bound by a script.

A script would be one step too far for "reality" television.

Much better to let us make our own drama. Of course, we tend to get along pretty well here, too.

Well, that's good at least. Small blessing.

Yeah, really. Can you imagine living combined in a ship with people you didn't get along with? It'd be like Big Brother only worse, since you don't get a choice in who leaves.

I never really watched Big Brother, but I can imagine how bad it would be.

Like being stuck with a bad roommate, only there are TV cameras watching you. Here you can always transfer, too- they're oh so benevolent enough to give us that option.