accidental video;

[nopolicelikeholmes]

[ Shirley is sprawled out on the bed with several journals open all around her and piles of loose-leaf notes everywhere. She's somehow writing in all of them at once - cross-referencing indexes, updating files, transferring notes. What she's doing has a certain air of 'finishing touches', as though there is actually data to collect and inferences to make and conclusions to come to. Preliminary conclusions, at least. If that's even a thing.

Finally, she sighs with satisfaction and holds up a single sheet of paper. ]

YES! Finally! The culmination of months of staring at things until they made sense! I can actually prove, within reason, that there are multiple universes!

I should write a thing about it.




[ There's a long silence, as her triumph fades and she collapses theatrically all over the assorted papers (completely throwing them into disarray) and lets out a long whine. ]

THIS WAS NOT THE THING I WANTED TO PROVE.