Dec 01, 2010 05:12
[Gasping breaths.]
I'm alive. I'm still alive. B-.. but how. This..
[Looking around. The man sits up. Looks into the box.]
What..?
[He looks away again, down at his legs and torso. Briefly pats himself down as though expecting something new or different about himself.]
What?
[He looks back over at the box. After a moment, he reaches over to pick it up, and the image zooms closer to his face, then whips around and mostly looks at the floor as he examines the device more carefully. Just as suddenly, it whips back around to show his, very confused face, closer than originally, but not as close as a moment ago.]
What? This is impossible. I was just.. How did this get in here? What is this? Well, aside from a recorder.. [He pulls something out of his jacket, and there is a brief buzzing sound.] It's not transmitti- no, it is transmitting, just not like that. [For the rest of the video, the device is flipped around again, mostly pointing at the floor. Or his knees.] But how did it get here? For that matter how did I get here.. And wh-
› the master,
i accidentally the video,
› b. summers,
what the shit is going on,
› a. rutherford,
yay i'm not dead!,
› l. fon fabre,
› r. tyler