[Video/Audio/In Person]
[Somewhere outside one of the hospitals, there's an odd moment as the walls and sidewalk in a ten foot area start to warp and crumble, wisps of flame curling away as the stone and concrete blackens, blood seeping out of it and hardening across it; for a minute, that spot is shrouded in darkness, as if the shadows started actively eating light. A shape pulls together out of ash and darkness, roughly human, although she's burned to charcoal and cinders, red and sickly grey and black burns making up the whole of her skin; her black hair's singed and crumbled at the edges, and the blue dress she's wearing is covered in ash and blood stains, scorched, with holes eaten through it from flame-sparks here and there. She's sticking close to the burned-up wall, obviously agitated and curled in a hunch, although her movement occasionally stutters like someone dropped a few frames out of the film.
After a couple seconds of disorientation, there's a scream, although the human voice is accompanied by a few other things that don't seem human and a sort of metal-on-metal screech...]
[That scream goes off across the network, with some blackberries possibly suddenly turning on to broadcast it; it's followed, in the broadcast, by static and screeching white noise, with occasional flickers of some kind of nightmarishly burned and blackened room, with an inhuman, unknown shape occasionally pawing at the screen in the frame-flickers - the location of the images isn't consistent, either, and occasionally off in the background a distorted and panicked child's voice can be heard calling out, "Where am I?"]
[OOC: She may not respond to network replies until she calms down and notices the Blackberry, but feel free to respond/react/freak out/WTF anyway.
Also, there is a bit of approach-at-own-risk here - she's a little panicky and not entirely coherent right now.]
After a couple seconds of disorientation, there's a scream, although the human voice is accompanied by a few other things that don't seem human and a sort of metal-on-metal screech...]
[That scream goes off across the network, with some blackberries possibly suddenly turning on to broadcast it; it's followed, in the broadcast, by static and screeching white noise, with occasional flickers of some kind of nightmarishly burned and blackened room, with an inhuman, unknown shape occasionally pawing at the screen in the frame-flickers - the location of the images isn't consistent, either, and occasionally off in the background a distorted and panicked child's voice can be heard calling out, "Where am I?"]
[OOC: She may not respond to network replies until she calms down and notices the Blackberry, but feel free to respond/react/freak out/WTF anyway.
Also, there is a bit of approach-at-own-risk here - she's a little panicky and not entirely coherent right now.]