The Bag - Girl, Disrupted

For those of you that are new here, this links to the following in order:

The Bag; Jason's Dilemma; The Girl; Jason and the girl; The Skewered Apple

You may want to visit those first for context.

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Jason couldn't see me but I was there, on the bench, the guard watching. I only have so much influence over him. That's all I'm allowed and each time, it gets harder to pull off. It's a cruel game that my keeper is playing.

But I'm rooting for Jason. When I was taken, he was there. His memory of it will be faint but I'm hoping if I keep jogging it, he'll come to the rescue. The fact that he's now heading to "The Apple" is good.

He'll discover it's a sports' bar. Ha! Sports! That's a glossy term for what goes on there. You people, you love these games with balls and bats, but you have no idea of the continual game of pursuer and pursued that is being played around you. Nature points the way to the truth: the cat playing with the mouse; the orca flipping a seal into the air before devouring it; a fox in a henhouse.

Historically, it's been Man baiting creatures to fight. Bear baiting; cock fighting; dogs biting chunks from each other. But Man loves to abuse Man too. Think Romans - Christians, slaves, watching them battle each other to the death. For sport. Because they could and because they were different.

History repeats. Isn't that what they say? And here we are. The same theory applies. Pick on the ones who are different. Capture them, make them "lost". Give them parameters to work with but disrupt their gifts so that they are restricted. Sit back and watch the show. Threaten them with death if they don't comply. Or hurt those they love.

Before the Disruptors, I could have annihilated any threat. My knowledge of the world and how to harness the collective power of consciousness made me invincible.

The day Disruptors were created by him was a dark day for Perceptives like me.

The "good" guys.

He seeks us out as playthings. He's threatened but fascinated too. He's testing us with these trials.

I say "us": I may be the last.

Chances are I'll die but I'm not going to give up without a fight, just like all those before me.

I need you, Jason. My conduit.

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So, Jason will go to "The Skewered Apple" but I've added an extra element to this now which is sort of based on Mark Gagnon's lead, although he suggested another dimension. I wonder what she means by "conduit". Is there something special about Jason? And who is the mysterious "he"?

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