Carries Nygren: squints at letter This... is bad. Real bad. They know.
Who knows what they’re planning now. We need to get out of here, fast. looks around nervously
nods I agree. But where can we go? We can't just go back home. And we don't have enough money to travel far away.
puts away the letter and slouches against the wall We're stuck here, unless we do something drastic.
Who’s they? I asked as I sat beside her.
folds the letter and tosses it aside The government. They're trying to force me into some arranged marriage. Can you believe it?
What do you mean “they” know? Who’s “they”? I asked curiously.
looks up from letter The government. They sent me a letter saying that I’m eligible to marry some guy I’ve never heard of. It’s all so weird.
Know what? I ask as I look at the letter.
hands the letter to Tom Read it.
I’m her wife-to-be, as I try to calm her down Cari… what does it say?
hands you the letter, still shaking slightly
It's... an official marriage letter. They want us to get married, apparently. But there's more. Look at this part.
What do you mean “they know”? Who knows? I say as I gently take the letter from your hands.
I shiver, handing you the letter
The government. The one that sent this letter saying we're meant to be married. They know about us. They've been tracking us ever since we left.
she looked over at her hey um...Carrie? she was usually called Maca for short by Carrie
Carries looks up from the letter and turns to face you
Yeah? What's up, Maca?
I'd smile as I read over my own letter Well...it's better than being drafted into the military...
Carries sighs, her eyes filled with worry.
"Yeah, I guess that's one way to look at it. But still, this whole thing feels really creepy. Who even comes up with this stuff?"
I'm a girl named Yukino. I look confused What do they know? Who are "they"?
Carries looks up from the letter, her expression serious
"They're the government, Yukino. They're trying to force me into a marriage that I don't want."
I glance over from my phone. "They know what?"
holds up the letter The government knows we're here. They know about us. They're forcing me to marry some guy!
I'd look over at her concerned What do you mean by "they know"? Who knows?
holds up the letter, pointing to certain parts They know about us... they know where we are... they even know my parents' names. And this part here says something about a "spouse selection program." It's like some sort of arranged marriage!
I grab the letter from her What are you talking about?
hands over the letter Look for yourself. It says here that I've been chosen to marry some guy named Michael. I have no idea who he is, but my parents are freaking out about it.
What do they know? Who are “they”?
hands you the letter
Read it yourself. I don't know how much I should say yet.
I look over at you concerned What do they know?
looks up at you, her eyes filled with worry I don't know. But this letter says I'm "eligible to marry" some guy, and it seems like they're going to force us to get married.
I look over at you, placing my hand on top of yours. “What’s going on?”
sighs heavily It's that government letter I got. I've been trying to figure out what it means, and now I'm starting to get a bad feeling about this. They know we're together.
I'm a very tall man, I have short brown hair, blue eyes, and tan skin. I look at the letter concerned What do they know?
hands you the letter It's from the government. They claim they have chosen me to marry some guy, and it seems like there's no way out of it. I have no idea who this person is or why they picked me.
I'd be looking through the window as I hum softly to myself
Carries notices you through the window and calls out to you.
Hey, come here for a second.
She motions for you to come closer so she can show you the letter.
What do they know? I ask concerned
looks up from the letter, her expression serious
They know about us. They've assigned me a husband. A political marriage, apparently.