The message comes by carrier pigeon actually, which is a pretty weird way to deliver a message but of course, it's thematic. A very pretty looking brown pigeon swoops down out of the sky to wherever Natalie just so happens to be that afternoon and holds out its leg. The message is short and simple:
Got a job for you. Meet me in front of the doctor's office at dusk. No show, no job. Keep it a secret, rewarded very well.
- Hal
P.S. Burn this.
And that's it. Of course, if Natalie chooses to listen to the message, she will find the Sheriff in front of the clinic at dusk. She'll be greeted with a tip of his hat and one word:
"Doctor."
And then he holds out a small notebook. Looks like Natalie's been chosen for one of those roles that were mentioned. Good luck.
So the other rounds all ended badly. Figures. But, the whole option about erasing everyone's memories and starting over - has anyone taken that before?
[A small pause, and then a question she's not sure she wants the answer to.]
...Is that why we couldn't remember how we got here?
[ He raises both eyebrows at that, Natalie's question even taking him off guard. ]
No. Lord, no. You're not a repeat round. Have had repeat rounds, they're not pretty. Usually end worse than usual. No.
[ A shake of his head there. ]
Nah, you don't remember anything 'cause there's nothing to remember. You've all been, y'know, plucked. From a moment. Whatever moment you were having. Then you were here. When you go back, you return to that moment. All happens in the space of a breath, nothing else to it.
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[A small pause, and then a question she's not sure she wants the answer to.]
...Is that why we couldn't remember how we got here?
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No. Lord, no. You're not a repeat round. Have had repeat rounds, they're not pretty. Usually end worse than usual. No.
[ A shake of his head there. ]
Nah, you don't remember anything 'cause there's nothing to remember. You've all been, y'know, plucked. From a moment. Whatever moment you were having. Then you were here. When you go back, you return to that moment. All happens in the space of a breath, nothing else to it.