[Audio]
She's dead.
She's dead.
[A pain-filled sob, abruptly cut off.]
Kloe.
Zhaneel asked me to tell you--she doesn't blame you.
She's dead. [There's disbelief in her tone--a running mantra of horror and pain.]
She said... you are her friend.
And she does not blame you.
[Silence for a moment.]
But she's dead...
She's dead.
[A pain-filled sob, abruptly cut off.]
Kloe.
Zhaneel asked me to tell you--she doesn't blame you.
She's dead. [There's disbelief in her tone--a running mantra of horror and pain.]
She said... you are her friend.
And she does not blame you.
[Silence for a moment.]
But she's dead...