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A - Mitchell Rd.

[When Holland wakes up that morning, he gives Canada a little bit of an extra hug, surprised she's not already awake and cooking breakfast like she usually did.  Then again, they hadn't had power in a few days and it was better to stay warm, stay together.  That's why they'd been sleeping in the kitchen together, with all the blankets and pillows they could find, and a fire going in the oven.  
The broadcast is what wakes him up.  Not to mention the surprise of having power, of not being freezing cold . . . he's worried.  When Canada gets up, he'll simply look at her warily. 

Eventually, the worry gets the best of him and he takes his rabbit to his room, locking the door to be by himself for awhile.  The idea of the drons of Canada and Hilda were too much for him.

The drones were still creepy, no doubt.]

B - Still in the house

[A little later, once Canada and Hilda were outside, Holland will sit down and start writing down the names of those who the broadcast mentions.  When he comes to certain ones - Lucas, The Captain, Romana, Germany, Australia. . . and of course Canada and Hilda.  It's hard to know if this is something the down is doing or if it's permanent. 
Maybe it's not even real.  He'll unlock the front door.  Feel free to visit.]</small>

C- Phone call 

I don't believe Mayfield.  I don't think anybody should.

[It's just too painful to think of Canada, Hilda, Lucas and everybody gone.]

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[Sorry to make a new post so soon. . . ]

( Holland's Dream. )

[A few days later]


[A] - all over town

[It's only a day or so later that he'd desperately looking for Hilda and Canada.  Holland will be riding his bike as fast as he can around the town looking for them.  By now, he's sure he doesn't believe Mayfield, and even if they weren't real, he misses them and wants them back.  

Eventually he brakes slowly, to a stop.  Maybe he was just tired but--

No.  No, he can't quite remember who it was he was looking for.  He'll remember, briefly, a conversation he had with the little girl, Yamame, then swallow and ride slowly back to the house.  
Something was wrong.  Something was missing and something was wrong, and he just couldn't remember.]

[B] - The Park

[Holland is sitting in front of the Christmas tree in the park.  He looks relaxed, almost casual.  It might almost be hard to see the axe that he's holding in his lap.  He hasn't been able to figure out why he's so upset at the moment, but what matters is he's very upset.]