[Carol's sitting on one of her dinning room chairs, looking at the camera with a bit of apprehension. Her posture is just a bit to straight, her jaw just a bit too tight. This is not the same Carol Danvers who has called the island her home for the past year.
She'd watched all the videos she'd left for herself, all the videos her friends had left her. Now there's just this.]Hey, New Moore.
Wow, okay, this is weird.
[She takes a deep breath.]You guys apparently know me, but I don't know you. Apparently I've been here a year, but it feels like I just woke up here this morning.
For those of you who knew about my brain injury, it's taken care of now. I'm cleared to fly again. Unfortunately that means I don't remember any of you. I don't really remember much about home either...
Anyways, if I know you, or I guess even if I don't, it'd be nice if you could introduce yourself. I left myself some videos so I know a lot of namesm but only a few faces.