She kind of mechanically keeps doing her laundry even as her mind spins and shrieks and gibbers.

"Sounds important," she says once her voice seems slightly more even. "Someone getting in the plan's way?"

"Someone sneaking around where she wasn't wanted. Or needed. But the Green Lady will take all kinds of friends."

Gambling that the weird lady doesn't speak French: "Stuff she's shouting seems pretty concerning, like, medically? I've heard tying people up sometimes cuts off circulation, so checking on her might be good."

"-I thought I'd been more careful."

She crosses to the room the voice came from. Pauses, looks back at Bina, but doesn't say anything before leaving the room.

She'll start inching - slowly, quietly - for the back door, moving a bit quicker when she's likely to be visible from the employee's room - 

And the back door is a fire door. Shit.

More French - something about letting the owner of the voice go, that she's not interested in getting anyone in trouble over this.

"Girl! You speak French! Come tell this woman to stop fighting!"

"I'm sorry I'll be back with the cops she might kill you if you fight!" Bina shouts in really bad French then slams through the fire door and out into the alleyway, already sprinting.

...And realizing she'd forgotten the layout of the digsite. There's a steep slope beneath her, a steep slope to get out of the dig, a giant hole in the middle of the area that wasn't there before, assorted machines scattered around, a trailer over near the ramp out - 

Bina has no idea if she can run that far fast enough but she can start with flinging herself down the ramp in. Flinging is faster than trying to keep her feet on that thing.

The woman can be heard starting her pursuit.

She slides right into something that feels horribly, horribly wrong.

It's not-Ant. She saw it in the laundromat earlier. Whatever it actually is. Except now it seems bigger.

AHHHHHHHH

Okay gross but no time, she scrambles to her feet and away from the luckily not moving thing and - 

She doesn't know that she can get to that ramp, the woman might be faster than her, but she bets she can hide and slowly inch her way around.

She sprints for and behind a not-too-near tractor, which seems to be a bit fuzzy but that's not too weird it's dark and humid - 

"It's okay! I know this is confusing, but this place isn't safe!"

The woman appears to be descending the ramp - at a much more sedate pace than Bina.

She doesn't make any noise, but does brush against the tractor - 

It vanishes and suddenly it's light out, the day thin - 

She yanks back and the world goes back to normal. 

What. What was that. Her hand - 

The hand she'd gotten stabbed in was the one she touched the tractor with.

She peaks under the bandage - 

And sees green.

She takes a deep breath. Tries not to panic. Covers her hand again. Constructs the yard in her mind - and that ramp's not too steep but the gate at the end was shut and she's not sure she wants to try vaulting it -

But the light in the temporary office looked on. 

Maybe there's someone who can help, and maybe if she leads weird woman far enough into the construction site she can double back into the laundromat, get the yelling lady free and maybe break a front window or something (which she should've thought of earlier, brain why).

Bina starts creeping around miscellaneous objects. Sandbags first, like for flooding - why do they have these -

"Girl! It's not safe out here! People die on construction sites!"

Nope she's just going to keep sneaking.

...Are those gas masks.

And government issues body bags. Entire boxes of them.

Bina was already creeped out but she'd like to register that being much, much worse right now.

The woman has stopped, staring down at the not-Ant.

She picks up a gas mask just in case - maybe she can throw it at the woman - and goes to continue sneaking - 

And there's a crack of thunder as it begins to rain.

Fantastic.

Well, nothing for it - she sneaks the rest of the way to the office, the clay and grit dirt under her not-up-for-this shoes quickly turning into a black, sucking mud. The curtains are drawn (weird, these usually have blinds) even though the lights are on, she notices, and that's moderately uncomfortable but there's nothing she can really do - 

She slinks up to the door, taps on the window, but there's no response, so she takes a deep breath, opens it, and goes in, catching something out of the corner of her eye but too jittery to really register what.

She turns into the room...

-

Retcon.

There's a body on the floor.

The FUCK.

There's - there's stab wounds, all over the man's front, blood splattered everywhere and pooled around.

Bina isn't screaming, or freaking out.

This is too unreal for that. 

She - goes into a quiet little place in her mind, and starts acting.

There's nowhere really to hide. Under the desk, but one place is no different than no place. The woman would look there first. And the body is next to the desk.

A thought occurs to her, to check the laptop to see what the man was looking at, so she spins it around, but it's password locked.

It must be Ms Hyung's computer, and Ms Hyung clearly has basic password security because none of Bina's first guesses work. She gets frustrated, starts typing in 'greenlady' - 

And the screen is weird. Ripply. 

Green.

It appears to be radiating from her injured hand.

Radiating. Now that's a fun thought. Like radiation poisoning...

She whirls around then, a sudden thought having her half convinced the woman's behind her - 

She isn't.

But the blood is pulsing like static.

She turns to run, but then stops, looks around - 

Bina can't just always run. And this seems connected to her arm somehow, to whatever happened. She needs to stop, to think, to take control - 

(Somehow this turns into poking the dead body with her stabbed arm.)

There's a flash of green, blindingly bright, and she falls - 

Not far this time.

She lands on her butt in a weird, washed out world. It appears to be the office, sans body or blood. It's light, though, daytime where it had been night.

...Not timetravel again.

There's shouting outside, and she doesn't want to get caught, but she's curious so she peeks, and Ms Hyung is arguing with a woman with a clipboard, shouting about things collapsing... And something about buildings buried beneath the parking lot?

Another woman walks up to Ms Hyung while Bina contemplates leaving a message, and - 

The soon-to-be corpse is behind the other woman.

Crap.

She needs to leave a message - can't talk to him - all she has in her pockets are quarters and that piece of paper from the dream. (What? If that's real... Where did the scarf go?)

She doesn't want to cause too many changes - still remembers the door glitching in her head, the glass plain and then reading 'What kind of maggot grows in the corpse of a day.'

Painting, maybe, and she doesn't have much room, so she goes to carve 'KNIFE'.

The wind picks up. 

And there's something behind the painting.

A message on the wall.

There's writing all over, most of it in black marker. Largest, in the center, reads:

If you are reading this we have Just taken the dangerous way through one of the turning points. If you want to live you must do 3 things before the waveform collapses:

1. On the wall are two package. Open the RED one and hide the GREEN one, not in your pockets, she checks.

2. In the RED package are two pills. Take them Now. They contain phenytoin and will suppress the symptoms.

3. Lie down and repeat the following phrase:

I MUST LIE DOWN

If you do not follow these instructions the seizure kills us.

-B3

Both 'red's are crossed out, with arrows pointing to them from a message that says:

Store is all out of red! Sorry!

-B12

PS, Pharmacy is almost out of epilepsy meds. We'd better get this right soon!

Another arrow points to the second bullet point, from:

On you! Not under the desk!

-B7

With an arrow pointing to it from:

Ouch! That must have really sucked

-B8

There's a pink and green envelope under those, with an arrow pointing at the pink envelope from

Injector. Pills too slow!

-B6

In the upper left:

Why didn't B5 come this way?

-B6

Timeline damage. Ant hit by truck on 14/7/2013.

-B9

Pointing to the 'B3' is

How does she know this? If she went this way, she'd be dead!

-B4

She left JF to be killed by I.

-B9

The last bit just reads in blue:

Where did you get the good marker? All I have is this stupid pen!

-B11

She grabs the envelopes - shoves the green one in her bra - and starts fiddling with the injector.

It's hard.

It's terrible, she doesn't know what she's doing and she hates needles - 

But she gets the medicine in her, repeats the phrase as she lies down - 

And just as she thinks nothing's going to happen, she begins to seize.

History has changed. Follow the cracks.

The woman from the laundromat steps into the office, and, for a moment, stares down at Bina's unconscious form. Then she crouches down, and with little seeming difficulty, lifts Bina, and carries her out.

There's someone speaking French.

"Kid. C'mon kid. Wake up."