ninth day alive. [Backdated // This Morning]
Wh--
Ho' shit--
[A rather horrified, boyish scream rips through the communicators undaunted, followed by the sound of chains clattering and a muffled grunt of pain.]
G-goddamn! Who the fuck are you-- what's going on, why do people keep showing up in my bloody bed in the middle of the night? Did you put this shit on my arm?-- fuck, I didn't sleep with you, did I? Oh god damn I don't even remember drinking--
Ho' shit--
[A rather horrified, boyish scream rips through the communicators undaunted, followed by the sound of chains clattering and a muffled grunt of pain.]
G-goddamn! Who the fuck are you-- what's going on, why do people keep showing up in my bloody bed in the middle of the night? Did you put this shit on my arm?-- fuck, I didn't sleep with you, did I? Oh god damn I don't even remember drinking--