024 - [Voice] - FML
This is bullshit. [Perry sounds seriously pissed. His inability to actually do anything about this is getting to him. The tension and stress is obvious in his voice. For anyone that's seen him in the last couple days, he's been looking angrier and angrier, as well as having big giant bags under his eyes. He's not been sleeping much.] What are people doing about this? Huh? Are you wardens talking amongst yourselves yet or does someone have to die before you start trying to solve whatever fucking problem your high and mighty employer is inflicting on us all?
[A pause, then he continues in more of a mutter:] I knew that whole "fixing the ship" crap had to be a line. The Admiral, not the Admiral, who even gives a shit? Whoever it is, he's just toying with us, this whole goddamn month he's just been playing with us, screwing with all of us for the hell of it. No fucking bout-a-doubt-it. The lights keep going off, something's following me in the corridors and it feels like there's someone in my bedroom but there's no one there. I woke up bleeding from scratches I don't even know how I fucking got. And now I come in to the kitchen to work and there's these flashes of people dying all over the goddamn place. What the hell happened in here?
[A snort of utter disgust.] This whole place is fucked.
[Private to Arthur]
Hey, warden. I need to use your shower.
[A pause, then he continues in more of a mutter:] I knew that whole "fixing the ship" crap had to be a line. The Admiral, not the Admiral, who even gives a shit? Whoever it is, he's just toying with us, this whole goddamn month he's just been playing with us, screwing with all of us for the hell of it. No fucking bout-a-doubt-it. The lights keep going off, something's following me in the corridors and it feels like there's someone in my bedroom but there's no one there. I woke up bleeding from scratches I don't even know how I fucking got. And now I come in to the kitchen to work and there's these flashes of people dying all over the goddamn place. What the hell happened in here?
[A snort of utter disgust.] This whole place is fucked.
[Private to Arthur]
Hey, warden. I need to use your shower.