[network] @jwatson; video [Morning 383] [open/semi-open] [shadownet]

[jumpthegun]

((OOC: The first and third parts of the message is OPEN. The second part is SEMI-CLOSED to anyone with access to the Shadownet - a text only app created by Winter. It works within the Bunker. Please see this post about Shadownet distribution.

John's death price is that he can't interact with anyone. He won't see/hear messages, so he won't be responding to anything.))

Part 1 - OTA
[John wakes with a start inside his body bag. There's a momentary sense of absolute panic as he claws his way out of it, and gets off the slab he's been lying on. It's a moment to get his bearings and realize that he's in the hospital morgue. That's... not as bad as it could be. And he's fairly certain all of his memories are intact. At least one of the most important ones. John goes for his tablet first.

It doesn't even occur to him that Mary's been silent since he woke up. He can occasionally see her standing off to one side, but other than that, he's focused on the present, not the past. John double-checks the network, but there don't appear to be any new posts. Good. That means he's probably woken up the morning after being killed. As far as inconvenience goes, that's a minor one.]

Everyone, this is Dr. John Watson. Please listen closely. Rhys is in severe danger. His last known location was Building 317 on Dr. House's map. Please, if you're anywhere near there, go and check on him. He was injured during a fight a few days ago and Mr. Beckett attempted to kill him last night. I tried to stop him, but was killed in the fight. I don't know if Beckett succeeded. If Rhys is dead, Beckett may be a danger to others, particularly Enoch. Please watch out for him and please someone check on Rhys and Enoch, physically, if you're able to do so.

[He sends that out and waits for replies. And waits. John gathers his things and leaves the morgue, heading upstairs. When there still isn't a reply, he decides that maybe everyone has... somehow headed to the bunker.

'Or there's something wrong with the network,' Mary suggests. It's the first time she's spoken since John had woken up, and he glances over at her with a furrowed brow before switching on the Shadownet.]

Part 2 (half an hour later) - Shadownet Access Only
Hello? Is anyone there? This is John. There's been a serious incident. Beckett attacked Rhys last night. I died while trying to defend him. Rhys may still be alive and Enoch may be in danger. Please, could someone respond?

[Another half hour goes by as John begins walking. And then another. It's two hours later before he switches over to the regular network again. Mary's close to him now, fingers laced with his free hand.]

Part 3 - OTA
Please, I don't know what's going on, but this is Dr. John Watson. I'm heading toward Residential Zone 3. If anyone can see this message, please respond. [He looks to the side as Mary speaks up, the woman only in his own mind.

'John, I don't know there's anyone there.'

But they have to be there. The whole bloody town can't disappear overnight.

'Why not?' Mary asks.

It's a simple question, but it's absolutely chilling.]

Sherlock? Please, answer me. Alfie? Royce? Bucky? England? Stephen? Tess? Kunsel?

Anyone?

Comments

@betterhalf; text; pt. 1

[darkincrement]

You're late on the news, Doc.
Check the obituaries.

@betterhalf; text; pt. 3

[darkincrement]

[ When he realizes he has nothing in return, he figures Watson is either blaming himself for failing or something else dumb. So he waits.

Until another message. And this one is odd. Things start to fit together for the reason as to why the silence and then this other message. ]

Can you see this?

Day 387

[jumpthegun]

I can now. Sorry. That was... yeah. I missed everything from after I was killed somehow.

@duster, audio

[bywolves]

[ Royce remembers this. Or - he remembers something similar. The only reason he answers is because he hears his name, and... well. John can't hear him, but he can try to be reassuring anyway. ]

I'm here. I don't think you can hear me, but I'm here. Both Alfie and I are listening, even if you don't know it. That's all we can do.

When you can hear us again, let me know. We can come meet you, if you need.

@ASolomons; audio; private

[devoutish]

[Well, this sure feels familiar. He can guess at what John is thinking and feeling right now, and it's nothing good. He just hopes he'll be lucid enough to realize that it's probably a death price.]

Yeah. Yeah, what he said, mate. When you see this, you come to us if you like.

Day 387; audio; private to Alfie and Royce

[jumpthegun]

Bloody hell. I'm so sorry. I've apparently been traveling around with Sherlock and Mycroft. And everything from after I died was just... I couldn't see it. Sorry. I'm back now. Are you two all right?

@PetertheGreat, video

[zunesareawesome]

[He's overjoyed to see John again but he's late and sees the third message even after other people have contacted him, which is...

...spooky.]

Dude. John, can you see me? Hear me? Hello?

Look, if anythin' is gettin' through to you, you gotta tell us what happened with Beckett and Rhys. I gotta...we need to do something about him.

@bucky; text

[advanced]

[He's watched this, typed up a few dozen messages to send to John personally, but obviously he can't see or hear it at the moment. He'll just have to wait and do it later, when the death price where's off. He's alive, that's what's important.

But he sees this message from Peter, and he can at least respond to him.]

Rhys was killed too. John can't hear us.

[zunesareawesome]

[Whoa, it's Bucky! Peter's a little nervous, but he clears his throat and tries to sound as friendly as possible.]

Yeah, I heard about Rhys, but--this is a death price? Is he blind too?

@dickcheese, text

[headjacked]

I’m not in any danger.

[ He tried a lot of variations, all blocked by Jack’s frustratingly vague order of “don’t give it away”. And John can’t see it, which is just an unecessary extra kick to the nads. It’s not even screaming into the void, it’s being bland in the void’s general direction.

At least John is alive. That little bit keeps Hell Week from getting to him completely. ]

@Enoch, text

[warriorscribe]

Nor am I. We can lay that to rest. As well as the idea that Beckett is currently a danger to others. I hope you're able to see this soon, John, and I'm glad you've made it back.

[Whatever weirdness is going on with Rhys, at least they can agree on this.]

Day 387;

[jumpthegun]

I can see it now, and he contacted me. I do think he's still dangerous if one of you end up gravely wounded.

@Summoner | Video

[ninjainviolet]

[ Sheena's happy to see John, but she's also confused by his messages since the obituary would have been posted for him to see.

By the third message, she's deeply worried. ]

John. It's Sheena. I'm back. As soon as you get this, please respond.

[ She's hoping it's some weird tablet glitch, but something tells her it isn't. ]

Day 387; video

[jumpthegun]

Sheena, it's really good to hear from you. I saw your message on the arrivals finally. I'd like to say welcome back, but this place isn't terribly welcoming.

video

[ninjainviolet]

[ Sheena had begun to think something had happened--again--so, when he contacts her, she's somewhat elated and surprised. ]

John! You're okay! What in the name of Martel happened?! [ A beat. ] And it's not the place, but the people who are important, remember?

action;

[howdull]

[Sherlock Holmes isn't a man who believes in luck. He believes in skill, in observation, and in manically working towards a goal until it's achieved. But sometimes, ever so rarely, he has to admit that he's been lucky, if only to himself. This is one of those occasions.

To arrive at the correct revival point on the correct day, just after John has obviously emerged disoriented and confused from his body bag, is exceptionally good luck. His gaze sweeps John from top to bottom, taking in the way his jaw is set (obviously scared and trying not to show it), the way his head tilts (still hearing Mary), and then the way his spine straightens (determination to carry on).]

John.

[He schools his expression and tone into disapproval, even if relief is foremost.]

I won't say that I told you not to go to patients alone again, because you've informed me that being informed again after the fact is irritating. But it's still true, irritating or not.

[No response.

Not even one of John's characteristically expressive eye-rolls, capable of emoting hundreds of different thoughts in one moment, just nothing. No glimmer that he's been heard.

Deaf? Blind? Damn.

He reaches out to try and hold John by the elbow to keep him still, make him pay attention.]

[jumpthegun]

[John doesn't seem to have any trouble navigating. And when there's an odd sound in the hospital, he turns his head to look. It's just specifically Sherlock he seems to be oblivious to, as well as Mycroft. He doesn't respond when Sherlock grabs him, just stares blankly around for a moment before continuing to move toward the east exit for the hospital.

He gets a few paces before stopping and looking down with a frown. He looks back to where he's just come from and there's confusion evident on his features. To him, Mary is the only one here, so he speaks to her openly.]

Bloody hell. Really? Great. Lovely death price. Losing time.

['That was a bit... odd,' Mary agrees. 'Only a second or two, though.']

Let's just hope I don't lose a few seconds avoiding a cave-in or something. Maybe I can try the Admin. She'd still have to be here.

[howdull]

[Definitely not blind or deaf, those theories can be discarded immediately. It doesn't appear to be limited to Sherlock either, as John hasn't even glanced as his tablet after sending those messages, not hearing all the replies that are clearly coming back in.]

Tedious.

[He steps right into John's path and will feint right or left depending which way he tries to walk, attempting to get John to walk right into him.]

Hardly a death price suited to productivity, John, honestly.

@SceptredIsle; shadownet text, then public audio

[keepscalm]

[By the time England checks the network, he can see that John has posted twice--once on the town network, and once on the shadownet. He responds to the shadownet post.]

Responding. I believe something is strange on your end. The situation was explained on the obituary.

[He leaves it at that for the time being. When no response comes, it becomes more obvious what's going on; given that the difficulty in communication seems isolated to John, it's probably a death price.

Still, he responds to John's third attempt anyway, even knowing that John can't see it.] We're here. I'm sorry, John; I wish I could ensure that this message would reach you promptly.

Please let us know when you're able to see our correspondence. I trust that your companions are on their way--if they haven't already found you--and will do everything in their power to keep you safe.

Day 387; audio

[jumpthegun]

Sherlock and Mycroft are with me, yeah. I'm sorry. Just finally was able to see them and actually read what's been put up on the network today. Are you okay, England?

[keepscalm]

[England is relieved when the response from John finally comes.] You don't need to worry about me, I'm all right. [Always fretting about others! Nothing all that bad has happened to England.] I just wish I could have done more, but if the Holmes family couldn't figure out how to communicate with you, I doubt I would have done much better.

What about you? You've essentially been alone for four days. [And that's unsettling even under normal circumstances, but in this town? It's practically torture.]

@curiouschloride | text

[motherserpent]

[She's seen the others try to contact him; knows by the time that he calls her name that he can't see any of their replies. Hell.]

Anyone near the hospital? Maybe it's just network replies he can't see right now.

Day 387;

[jumpthegun]

Wasn't just the network, unfortunately. Sherlock and Mycroft have apparently been with me since I woke up. Couldn't see them or talk to them. Sherlock sort of tried to communicate with me, but I couldn't get what he was actually doing.

Pt. 3, Day 383 morning - @standardissue; audio (1/3)

[deus_ex_phs]

Got your message. What is it, John? What happened?

Midday - @standardissue; text (2/3)

[deus_ex_phs]

John?