I dreamed that I was working with Echo (and occasionally AS Echo) in New Orleans, after the Dollhouse managed to fall into obscurity before the global apocalypse that it came to on TV. They had tried to wipe and re-imprint all the actives with original personas, but it had been tricky and hadn't always gone well. We were monitoring the actives and trying to bring them in for what you might call repairs when their re-integration hit a snag. For example, Echo herself kept getting stuck at a rack of paperback books in Wallgreen's, always picking up a book in a certain position, looking at it, putting it back, and completely forgetting what she was doing there. We discovered that this action with a certain book in a certain place had happened before on her various engagements, and we were trying to figure out what memory was missing (or what fake memory we could construct) to fill that hole and get her out of that pattern.
Of course, of all the actives we were following, the one in the worst shape was Bennet (yes I know in the show she was never an active and... all...). But her repair imprint had a lot of holes, and because of her brilliance and her OCD, she absolutely could not deal with missing information in her head and kept flipping out all over the place. And I was helping as much as I could, but I always had to lie very still so I wouldn't start coughing...
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