[The recording starts with John, still shirtless, staring down blearily at the journal. His back aches and he has no idea where his clothes went. Oddly enough, where he's currently located is... rather odd. From what can be seen behind him, the flora looks more appropriate for a jungle. He starts talking, but not really to the brook.]
Frell. Where the hell did we end up this time? Hey Aeryn! D'argo! Any of you guys out here?
[He snatches up the book, holding it off to the side and giving everyone an upside recording of this
strange jungle he's in.]
Oh, this is just great. They even took the underwear, are you kidding me? [Apparently not. There's suddenly an extremely loud roar, not quite like any animal in Luceti makes.]
Oh shit. [See John. See John run. See brief glimpses of
this in pursuit of him. Although it might be hard, because while he's still holding on to the journal, it's more or less flying just about everywhere... at least, until he finds somewhere to hid.]