As the photos roll by, Trinket's room fills
with the sound of teenage girls laughing.
Trinket whispers, "Where's Tutu?"
Her voice echoes again and again -
"Where's Tutu? Where's Tutu? Where's
Tutu? Where's Tutu? Where's Tutu?"
Trinket stares at the empty field
on the screen in front of her.
An instant message "im" bounces up
and down in the corner of her computer
screen. Trinket clicks it.
an IM from ruasammeee
ruasammeee(9:14:01):
Trinket, your help is required
immediately.
ruasammeee(9:14:015):
Trinket?
response from Trinket:
yes
ruasammeee(9:14:039):
Your help is required
ruasammeee(9:14:015):
Trinket?
response from Trinket:
yes
ruasammeee(9:14:039):
Your help is required
immediately.
response from Trinket:
okay
ruasammeee(9:15:015):
Will you be home today?
response from Trinket:
yes - why?
ruasammeee(9:16:055):
response from Trinket:
okay
ruasammeee(9:15:015):
Will you be home today?
response from Trinket:
yes - why?
ruasammeee(9:16:055):
Thank you, Trinket
response from Trinket:
you're welcome
response from Trinket:
anything else? hello? hello?
ruasammeee(9:18:42 AM):
response from Trinket:
you're welcome
response from Trinket:
anything else? hello? hello?
ruasammeee(9:18:42 AM):
ruasammeee has signed off