Ninth Case [Accidental Voice: English]
[The communicator clatters to the ground, clicking on in time to catch the sound of a gunshot and some dying zombie noises. Leon's ducked into an alley for a breather, and you can hear some heavy breathing as he leans down to grab the device that fell out of his pocket. He makes an annoyed noise when he notices that it's recording.]
Oh gimme a break- is this thing designed to turn on at the slightest touch? Stupid piece of shit...what, you want me to talk? Fine, I'll talk.
I hate this place. You know that? I really freaking hate it. I hate these broken down dumps of buildings, I hate the lack of food and clothing and everything else, I hate all the weird as hell weather, I hate that I'm stuck here when I've got important shit waiting back home for me. And I really. Really. Hate. These stupid. MONSTERS.
[There's a scream from a ReDead, an angry shout and another gunshot before he abruptly turns it off.]
Oh gimme a break- is this thing designed to turn on at the slightest touch? Stupid piece of shit...what, you want me to talk? Fine, I'll talk.
I hate this place. You know that? I really freaking hate it. I hate these broken down dumps of buildings, I hate the lack of food and clothing and everything else, I hate all the weird as hell weather, I hate that I'm stuck here when I've got important shit waiting back home for me. And I really. Really. Hate. These stupid. MONSTERS.
[There's a scream from a ReDead, an angry shout and another gunshot before he abruptly turns it off.]