001: accidental voice
[In the freezing silence of the morgue wakes a man with a sharp inhale. Slowly. Calmly. He opens his eyes, and shuts them again when the light above blinds him with such intense light that he immediately wonders if he has somehow made his way to Aman, the Blessed Realm. Could it be that he had had succumbed to his fate while he slept?
He turns away from it, opens them again, and feels something slide off his chest and hit the metal slab with a loud bump . Aragorn takes the device into one of his hands and hears the distant voices of people.
He frowns, gets up. It is now that his heart begins to race in fear and anger.
Aragorn sees the door, and moves out into the hallway, arms wrapped around himself.
Unbeknownst to him, his hand activates the voice feed on his feed. But, there is no sound that comes from him. Not yet.
He makes his way into the streets by way of the stairs, and finds a bundle of blankets outside the door. He takes one, and wraps it around his shoulders, slouches against the wall and takes a second look at the phone. The voices are louder now.]
Man prestant i ardhon?
He turns away from it, opens them again, and feels something slide off his chest and hit the metal slab with a loud bump . Aragorn takes the device into one of his hands and hears the distant voices of people.
He frowns, gets up. It is now that his heart begins to race in fear and anger.
Aragorn sees the door, and moves out into the hallway, arms wrapped around himself.
Unbeknownst to him, his hand activates the voice feed on his feed. But, there is no sound that comes from him. Not yet.
He makes his way into the streets by way of the stairs, and finds a bundle of blankets outside the door. He takes one, and wraps it around his shoulders, slouches against the wall and takes a second look at the phone. The voices are louder now.]
Man prestant i ardhon?