The first order of business (Really? âThe first order of business?â Youâre suck a dork, Venus) is to raid the kitchen - sheâs not going to solve the mystery of her own kidnapping on an empty stomach. Most of the food in the fridge is unrecognizable (that cannot be a fried rat on a stick, there is no way --), but sitting on a plate in the center of the top shelf is a perfectly roasted turkey leg, covered by a double-layer of saran wrap. It kinda looks like it belongs to someone, but thereâs no label or anything, and the floor is deserted, and also Venus is too hungry to care. She doesnât even bother heating it up or looking for utensils; she just grabs it by the bone, rips off a chunk with her teeth, and basks in the warm glow of the endorphin rush. Then, still eating, she uses her free hand to pull the mysterious cellphone out of her pocket.
Itâs not her phone (she still has one of those old flip phones, and anyways she didnât bring it to summer scouts), but unless she wants to go outside alone (which sounds super stupid, thank you very much), itâs her only lead. Maybe if she can figure out who it belongs to, itâll give her a clue as to where she is, and why.
Venus swipes away the message that was on-screen when she woke up (clue or not, itâs rude to read other peopleâs texts) and navigates over to the contacts list. But instead of something obviously useful, like âDadâ or âGrammaâ or âSweetums (thatâs a pet name adult men use for their girlfriends, right?), the list is full of really weird names. Agent 8? Ditch? GLaDOS? Jovial Contr -
[msg] hey, uh
[msg] is this jupiter?
[msg] i mean obviously its jupiter, that was the name on this contact
[msg] but like
[msg] are you summer scouts jupiter? group west jupiter?
[msg] wait why am i even asking
[msg] even if it is you i know for a fact that you left your phone at home, so you wouldnt even get this until you got back from the scouts next week
[msg] but i mean if you do get this in a week and you still havent heard from me
[msg] please send help?
[msg] i woke up in a weird room in a weird building in a weird city with a weird phone that isnt even mine and i dont remember how i got here and im maybe freaking out a little???
[msg] i mean like im fine right now but no ones here and i dont know whats going on and i feel like this is actually a freak out worthy situation maybe
[msg] oh this is uh
[msg] venus
[msg] by the way
[msg] i just remembered that you wouldnt actually know that
[msg] since this isnt actually my phone