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liliputana[Sameen Shaw, aged ten, has been taught what to do if anyone ever tries to kidnap her. She has not been taught what to do if she wakes up someplace completely strange and unfamiliar, wearing way-too-big clothes that don't belong to her. Has she been kidnapped? Is she still dreaming? Did her mom die, causing the police to take her to an orphanage while she was sleeping? She certainly doesn't know. And since she's alone in the room she finds herself in, and the hallway happens to be empty when she sticks her head out to check, there doesn't seem to be anybody around to ask... until she finds her network device.
She doesn't have anything like this at home, but it looks a lot like the things they use in Star Trek, so at least there's some level of familiarity there - and that's enough to inspire her to try to use it.]
Hello?
[She stops and waits, but no one answers - which, as she quickly figures out, probably means that she's not placing a call on an open line, but rather preparing a message to send. And that means she should say a little more. In a completely calm, measured voice, she adds:]
If my mom is dead, can you just tell me? You don't have to wait to decide how to say it in a nice way.
She doesn't have anything like this at home, but it looks a lot like the things they use in Star Trek, so at least there's some level of familiarity there - and that's enough to inspire her to try to use it.]
Hello?
[She stops and waits, but no one answers - which, as she quickly figures out, probably means that she's not placing a call on an open line, but rather preparing a message to send. And that means she should say a little more. In a completely calm, measured voice, she adds:]
If my mom is dead, can you just tell me? You don't have to wait to decide how to say it in a nice way.
