{Forty-Five ~ Tragedy} {Accidental Audio}

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[Really, will Chrissie ever, ever learn to put her comm somewhere it can't fall from and turn itself on? Ehh, probably not. She's dumb like that. Still, it's not like there's much to hear - just some Tchaikovsky in the background, and the sound of feet hitting the floor at iregular intervals. Anyone with a knowledge of classical music and perhaps some of ballet could work out that Christine is performing the emboîtés of the swans from Swan Lake before the huntsman appears in an attempt to shoot them. All seems to be going well, and it seems that this will just be one more uneventful post on ShipNET--

Then there's a gasp, the sound of a shoe breaking, and - just before the transmission cuts out - a muffled cry of pain.]