[The communicator turns on to darkness, the sound of someone gasping and running the only sounds being heard. And then, suddenly, it falls out of the pocket it had obviously been in, bouncing harshly against the pavement. There's an old man in orange robes standing in front of some blood stained robes.
He slowly kneels next to them, his back to the camera. His shoulders are shaking just slightly. Although it's barely a whisper, his voice can still be heard breaking as he speaks.]
A-Aang, this... No...
[He looks up, his voice raising a bit louder as he looks around, his face still not visible.]
Someone, please--please... help us!
[And before anyone can respond, the video feed ends.]
((OOC: Gyatso found Aang's body after
Popple did... and ran away. But not before Gyatso caught a glimpse of him.))