Day 10 - Morning - Accidental Mirror to All
[ The transmission begins with a clatter as the mirror hits the floor. The image seems to be from the inside of a bathroom stall but, thankfully, you aren't watching someone use the toilet. Instead, it's a dark-haired young man curled up tightly into a ball, hugging his knees. He's not happy. The high of finding his brother has worn off, and the gravity of the situation - not being able to go home - has hit him hard.
He rocks back and forth slightly, muttering. ]
It's not that bad... it's not that bad... it's not that bad...
[ He pulls his head lower, between his knees, and tugs on his hair. ]
It's not like last time. I came here. Nobody took me. It's not the same. Nobody took me...
[ A too-hard tug sends some dead hairs down the back of his neck, making him shiver. ]
It's not that bad. It's okay. I can handle it.
[ He takes a deep, steadying breath. ]
If anyone touches me Jilles f***s them up. It's okay...
He rocks back and forth slightly, muttering. ]
It's not that bad... it's not that bad... it's not that bad...
[ He pulls his head lower, between his knees, and tugs on his hair. ]
It's not like last time. I came here. Nobody took me. It's not the same. Nobody took me...
[ A too-hard tug sends some dead hairs down the back of his neck, making him shiver. ]
It's not that bad. It's okay. I can handle it.
[ He takes a deep, steadying breath. ]
If anyone touches me Jilles f***s them up. It's okay...