Late Monday
[ The video opens on a slightly unsteady view of... well, not much. It's just sky, sky, sky, far as the eye can see.
Okay, that's a little strange. And it gets stranger, as the view starts to shift, slowly spiraling downward. Every few seconds, it seems as though it's about to right itself, but it ultimately does not and the ground comes up fast- and hard, apparently, as the camera crashes into what appears to be a tree or a bush of some kind. It falls to the side, catching a
flash of brilliant color for only a split second before it continues rolling. Now the view is blocked by leaves and dirt.
However, the owner of the communicator can be heard in the background. There's skittering of some sort, then a soft cry. It's definitely avian, and even if you can't understand exactly what's being 'said' (and at least one person definitely can), it sounds pained. It grows louder and more frustrated after a moment, then something descends on the camera again, causing a repetitive clicking sound that continues until the feed dies.
Anyone who is in Discedo is free to discover Hong Kong the phoenix trying to find his way around. For a creature that's supposed to bring luck wherever he goes, he doesn't seem to be doing so hot. ]