voice.
[ A little out of breath, rummaging through her things, looking for something. ]
I-I think I... I'm hallucinating. I thought I saw... No, no, no. That's impossible, right? I mean. This isn't home or anything.
[ She takes a deep breath. You can hear the sound of her locking and loading her signature sniper rifle. ]
I'm being paranoid. [ Voice muffled like she's covering her face with her hands now. ] Abby the Headcase strikes again. I-I'm imagining alien invaders. It's just--
[ Hhh. ]
Teddy, where are you? Are you at home?
I-I think I... I'm hallucinating. I thought I saw... No, no, no. That's impossible, right? I mean. This isn't home or anything.
[ She takes a deep breath. You can hear the sound of her locking and loading her signature sniper rifle. ]
I'm being paranoid. [ Voice muffled like she's covering her face with her hands now. ] Abby the Headcase strikes again. I-I'm imagining alien invaders. It's just--
[ Hhh. ]
Teddy, where are you? Are you at home?