{There's a bit of static as Clive shuffles around a little, trying to figure this device out.}
Oh, it's recording...
Uhm... Hello?
My name is Clive. Clive Dove, actually, and I'm afraid I've no idea where I am...
{Pause.}
Is this... prison? It certainly doesn't look like it. Much too... clean. And white. I thought the prison would be made of stone or
(
Read more... )