hi helena. i’m so sorry. I don’t know what happened. I fucked it all up. What the hell is going on? Why am I back in my old bedroom? I don’t know. they had security guards drag us away and they took away our phone and our bag and then they locked us in here I just got so angry when I saw him. I can’t explain it. I didn’t even hurt him I just pushed the monitor a bit and it triggered some sort of alarm? But I swear no matter what they’re saying I didn’t hurt him Goddamnit, Helly. All I asked for was for you to be calm if we switched at the hospital. That’s all I asked for. hey, easier said than done, alright? I switched right before I walked in. I had, like, 2 seconds to figure out what was going on before I was right in front of him. It’s not my fault reintegration sucks let’s just focus on getting out of here alright? I don’t want to be stuck in this creepy bedroom any more than you do And what exactly is your grand escape plan? well they’re going to have to come in to feed us eventually, right? We can just run out the door as soon as they open it. There’s a second door at the end of the hall outside that will almost certainly be closed and locked. ok then we just break through these massive windows. I mean the whole wall is practically all glass, we can just throw one of these weird sculptures into it and then run out Every possible entrance and exit is alarmed, including the windows. We wouldn’t make it three yards before they’d be dragging us back in what if we climbed through the air ducts? No. look you’ve gotta work with me on this. There has to be a way out. They can’t just keep us in here

no matter what you’re still an eagan, so they need us alive, right? What if we threatened to…you know what, take out the extension cord again? I mean, yeah Wouldn’t work. They’d just take us to the same hospital where they’re keeping Father and we’d be trapped there instead. How long is it going to take you to learn that there isn’t a way out? We’re stuck here until they let us go. Just like we’ve always been ok well that attitude certainly isn’t helping look, this isn’t my first time being locked in this room, alright? Do you honestly think I haven’t tried every possible option? what happened those other times? helena? god not the silent treatment again. It was bad enough the first time but with no phone and no one else around it’s unbearable. I don’t have to tell you anything.

found your sketchbook. I didn’t know you could draw You really should put that away. why? I want to see Whatever. Just make sure you put it back when you’re done.

was that last sketch a drawing of us? I drew that the night before I severed. So yes, I suppose it is.

these are good Thank you. did you ever want to be an artist? Like professionally? Always. then how come you hardly ever draw anymore? Because it’s frivolous and unbecoming of an Eagan. you can’t possibly believe that It doesn’t matter what I believe. It’s simply fact. well that’s depressing as shit personally I think you’d be a lot more interesting if you kept drawing

whoa, did you see that too? See what? I don’t know, I felt kind of like I was in the elevator again waking up on the severed floor. Except instead of the severed floor I was in this weird room filled with little desks and everyone was wearing the same clothes. And I had a notebook and I was sketching in the margins of it. Then someone started shouting but I couldn’t hear what they were saying, and then I blinked and I was back here. Were the clothes navy blue and white? I think so, yeah That was my old boarding school. Those were our uniforms. I used to hide in the corner and sketch during class. wait I think I’m remembering now. I keep hearing the name Mrs. Peterson? That was the teacher who caught me. She said drawing was a distraction and I was sullying the entire classroom’s education. She reported me to the head of school who sent me to detention for the rest of the day. I had to draw Kier’s face over and over again until I couldn’t hold the pen anymore. and then when we came back to class the next day with a sore hand, she marked us down for poor penmanship? You remember that? I think so. It’s strange, it feels like it happened the day I woke up after the OTC. It doesn’t feel like it was that long ago. Cobel said this would happen, that our timelines would have to merge before we could be fully reintegrated. I think this is a good sign. so all that really happened to you? Yes.

did you ever sketch in MDR? yes, sometimes I think I remember that. Irving gave you advice yes he did, he showed me how to use coffee as paint. I remember. And you used to break pens in half so you could dilute the ink in water and paint with that too Irving always hated that. He said I was “besmirching the spirit of Lumon” by damaging office supplies. He’d always threaten to report me but I knew he never would I’m sure he’d quietly use the paint for his own work anyway oh he definitely did. He was such a hypocrite sometimes. He’d lecture me about damaging supplies but I know he used to steal rubber cement brushes from the supply closet and paint with them. At least I never did that. I made my own brush with a pencil and a bit of my own hair Wait, is that why I came up the elevator with a random uneven haircut that one day? Just because you wanted a paintbrush? well, I also hated you, so it was a win-win for me you bitch yeah ♡ I hope it was expensive to fix

it's creepy as hell that you have all the principles just hanging on your bedroom wall like that Father used to make me turn my back to them every night and I wasn’t allowed to sleep until I recited them all in under twenty seconds god I hate him so much why are all your sweaters so itchy? Because it’s all mohair (goat) wool ugh, not more goats. I’m already trying to get over the weird dream I had about goats last night I think I had that dream too. where the goats were stampeding the severed floor? That’s the one. hm that’s weird. This hasn’t happened before has it, where we both have the same dream? I wonder if dreams are the first memories we experience at once. Maybe. Did Mark say that? not really, but to be fair I never thought to ask. Besides, each reintegration is different, right?

Does Jame Eagan live here too? Yes. why? You can’t afford your own place with all that lumon money? It’s not that simple. Moving out wasn’t really an option. Our family has always lived in this house no matter what. so the rest of your creepy family lived here too? When they were alive, yes. The only one I remember is my aunt Leonora. what about our mother? She lived here too, once. what was she like? I don’t know. Sometimes I think I remember her, but other times I think I’m just remembering a version of her I made up in my head. I always imagined she’d have brown eyes. They were green.