[It's always tempting to investigate when something strange is afoot. Qubit makes no effort whatsoever to resist the temptation. At first he's thinking it might be a performance art piece or something - what do they call them, "flashmobs?" - but as he gets closer and their voices resolve into words, he picks up his pace.
They're crying for help.
Once he's close, he whips out his tablet (which isn't a retail model, it's too chunky for that) and starts scanning. No unusual chemicals in the air, and he doesn't immediately see any tech devices or arcane artifacts that could be causing it. What is it, then? Psionic? At any rate, he judges it safe enough to approach one of the affected persons, his voice urgent and concerned.]
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They're crying for help.
Once he's close, he whips out his tablet (which isn't a retail model, it's too chunky for that) and starts scanning. No unusual chemicals in the air, and he doesn't immediately see any tech devices or arcane artifacts that could be causing it. What is it, then? Psionic? At any rate, he judges it safe enough to approach one of the affected persons, his voice urgent and concerned.]
What's going on? Is something hurting you?