Array 157 // Video
[Click. The sound feed isn't much. Just night air. Rustling of leaves. Wind. Someone's muted breathing. It cuts off.
... a few minutes later, the same thing. Click, night sounds, click off.
The next is a video feed. It's dark out, leaves on the ground, a little bit of thin silvery moonlight. There is a headstone, but the name is impossible to read -- only the years stand out.
1906 - 1911
Can you hear that?
[Al's voice is soft, distant, breathy. Pained. So terribly pained.]
Can you see her? Can anyone else hear or see her?
[ooc; Warning: Some threads will contain blood/gore. Especially Ed's. Click at your own risk.]
... a few minutes later, the same thing. Click, night sounds, click off.
The next is a video feed. It's dark out, leaves on the ground, a little bit of thin silvery moonlight. There is a headstone, but the name is impossible to read -- only the years stand out.
1906 - 1911
Can you hear that?
[Al's voice is soft, distant, breathy. Pained. So terribly pained.]
Can you see her? Can anyone else hear or see her?
[ooc; Warning: Some threads will contain blood/gore. Especially Ed's. Click at your own risk.]