This is... so different from the pieces I usually read and I'm fascinated. I had to read it twice to be sure I'd read it correctly the first time. There are some beautiful turns of phrase in here that are as haunting as Victoria seems to be. I particularly like rooting for a midnight snack in the cupboard of information and the odorless ethereal smoke made a play for the ceiling. I also like that I'm not sure what Victoria's request is until the end, if then, and yes, of course the monitor would be shattered. It makes me curious to know what went before and how many times this has happened and how many times it will happen and if poor deceased Victoria will ever learn or if she's stuck.

At the risk of sounding trite and sixteen, this is pretty damn cool.