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[ Alisha knows how to work the cellphone. She's been watching the things people have said, but the half-hearted surveillance doesn't answer any of her questions. Such as: Why she, of all people, is trapped here. And what the hell was up with her clothes being swapped. As far as she was concerned, this place was run by Nathan a bunch of perverts. ]
Alright, what the fuck is going on? What’s up with this shitty little gown? I didn’t do anything to deserve waking up in this fucking place. I’m not even immortal! Never fucking was.
[ She rolls her eyes, understanding that she isn’t going to get anywhere speaking like this, not that anyone can see her doing so. But it’s clear in her voice. She gives up, relenting, because the only reason that this is happening to her is because of something stupid that they did. ]
Is this about that Jesus bloke? Look, we didn’t do anything to him. He was a total prick with brains for shit. He got what he deserved.
[ ... ]
So, let me out of here, alright? It’s fucking Christmas! [ It clicks off, and Alisha goes a-wandering through the morgue. ]
Alright, what the fuck is going on? What’s up with this shitty little gown? I didn’t do anything to deserve waking up in this fucking place. I’m not even immortal! Never fucking was.
[ She rolls her eyes, understanding that she isn’t going to get anywhere speaking like this, not that anyone can see her doing so. But it’s clear in her voice. She gives up, relenting, because the only reason that this is happening to her is because of something stupid that they did. ]
Is this about that Jesus bloke? Look, we didn’t do anything to him. He was a total prick with brains for shit. He got what he deserved.
[ ... ]
So, let me out of here, alright? It’s fucking Christmas! [ It clicks off, and Alisha goes a-wandering through the morgue. ]