¤ Voice/mostly Action
[When the journal starts recording, there is - at first - no unusual noise. After a few moments, though, comes a groan, the voice definitely female and probably young...ish. A couple of muttered words, too low or too far away to be distinguishable, then-]
-ing migraine, why can't they- Oh God, and it's winter! I'm going to take a baseball bat to their heads when I-
[That's the point where the journal is probably found and definitely slammed shut.]
[Which would be the end of it, except for about twenty minutes later there's a new arrival strolling into the village proper - a polar bear, life size and obviously real. With tiny red wings and carrying a journal in its mouth. ...Come on, there have been stranger sights in this town.]
-ing migraine, why can't they- Oh God, and it's winter! I'm going to take a baseball bat to their heads when I-
[That's the point where the journal is probably found and definitely slammed shut.]
[Which would be the end of it, except for about twenty minutes later there's a new arrival strolling into the village proper - a polar bear, life size and obviously real. With tiny red wings and carrying a journal in its mouth. ...Come on, there have been stranger sights in this town.]