Acai gave Jacob a look that clearly thought he was crazy. How could people not be real? That was a stupid answer, she only wanted to know what species they were. Perhaps he was part of it, the plot to keep all the screen-people inside their prisons. But what if they weren't really imprisoned? They could simply be living peacefully in there. The people didn't seem particularly bothered that they were trapped, perhaps even unaware. Did they even realise that all these people were watching? Occasionally they would look out at the crowd, but their eyes never seemed to focus on anyone. She tried to catch the eye of several characters, but never managed to maintain eye contact.
Finally, one of the people on screen gave what sounded like a signal, a singular cry for help as they grasped at one of their friends. They fell almost comically, and Acai couldn't help but feel bad. The people in the theatre only laughed at their misfortune, and a child somewhere in the back screeched with amusement. Her heart went out to the poor person, and she grew angry as the friend didn't help their fallen comrade up, but only pointed and laughed. "They need help"Standing suddenly, Acai launched herself out of the aisle, and ran towards the screen. She needed to help them.
Finally, one of the people on screen gave what sounded like a signal, a singular cry for help as they grasped at one of their friends. They fell almost comically, and Acai couldn't help but feel bad. The people in the theatre only laughed at their misfortune, and a child somewhere in the back screeched with amusement. Her heart went out to the poor person, and she grew angry as the friend didn't help their fallen comrade up, but only pointed and laughed. "They need help"Standing suddenly, Acai launched herself out of the aisle, and ran towards the screen. She needed to help them.