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"Promotional trick sounds likely," Syn replied with a tilted head and thoughtful look. "Though for what, I wonder? The image wasn't exactly appealing." She made a face. It really hadn't been a nice experience and a bit of a shock. What they had seen was... almost like another world entirely. It had been so dirty. Certainly nothing like the place they lived in now. It certainly wasn't a place that she wanted to end up at.

"I didn't do anything! It just stopped working! Sure, the other time was my fault, but this time wasn't," she protested with a frown. She sincerely hoped that Nax didn't see through with that threat. "You know how much I need this arm. If I lost it I would probably lose my job, and its so much harder using computers with only one arm." Sure, she had survived long enough but... it wasn't easy. Not many people were willing to take on someone who only had one hand to work with. Especially in engineering. She wouldn't have gotten very far up the chain at least. "Yeah, might be a good idea..." she sighed softly.

"What will they do if that happens?" Syn asked with a light huff. "You have a pretty perfect record, don't you?" Even so she followed him from the wooded area and towards the platform. Her working hand fiddled with her mirror shard slightly in her pocket as she thought about it. It was certainly... interesting. The turn of events had been one she'd expected. "I guess home is a good idea, though." She spoke as she stepped onto the platform that began to take them down from the park. "Far better than work at least. Less... work involved." She smiled.

"Hey, that's weird, my fingers can move again," she commented as the lift began to reach the bottom. To prove this she waggled her fingers. "Must have just been a glitch. Strange. Hopefully I'll get movement in my arm again." It was certainly odd. Maybe whatever had projected the image had interfered with her arm. Shrugging to herself she glanced over at her friend. "What are you going to do when you get back? I'm planning on doing a bit of my... other job," also known as hacking, "and updating E.R.I.C." Standing for Erikovna's Really Intelligent Computer. It was an AI she had began building as a child (thus the terrible name) and had continually improved as she got older. 

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"Ow!" Keir let out a sharp cry as Emmy suddenly attacked his finger with alcohol before wrapping a plaster around it. "It wasn't that bad, honestly, Emmy." He couldn't help smiling though. It was nice to have a friend that he could depend on even if it was a rather small cut. It would mean there was no impediment to his playing whatsoever. Then again he guessed that was why she did it. He was glad for it, truthfully. It wasn't nice when any pain stopped him playing.

"I really don't think so... There are obviously some pieces missing... I can maybe work out a few words... that looks like the. No, I don't think this will work," Keir murmured in reply as he squinted his eyes, pushing his glasses down his nose to peer over them at the writing on the back of the shards. There was no way he would be able to read it. he may be smart but he wasn't quite that smart. His eyebrow arched at what she went on to say, gaze sceptical though Emmy was making it very convincing. "It could be- oh, well done, you almost had me there." He rolled his eyes and joined in her laughter. It was all good natured.

"Yeah," he nodded, eyes darting to their reflection in the mirror. It was a bit warped due to not being a complete mirror but normal enough. Then, suddenly, everything changed. It was their surroundings that suddenly shifted and they seemed to no longer be in the park, with the roads and cars that surrounded it gone and replaced by sparse buildings made of mud, and wood, and other rudimentary materials. People were all moving on foot in small clusters. He could barely make them out and, quite frankly, it was all a bit terrifying. What had happened to the park? Was Emmy still beside him.

Glancing over at his friend and breaking eye contact with the mirror everything went back to normal. What... He had to have been imagining it. Then Emmy spoke and he realised he wasn't imagining it. "No, I saw it too. At least I think I did... different surroundings, yeah?" He shook his head frantically and moved the two mirror shards away from each other in case it happened again. He did not want that to happen again. "I think we may both be going mad." He slowly stood, frown on his lips. "How did that happen? It must be a trick... or maybe it is magic... No, its not magic. Definitely not magic." He frowned as he tried to work out if anything chemistry related could cause this. "Maybe it was hallucinatory gas that made us see things. Did you see anything... gas like?" It was a theory.