It. It finished the puzzle.

The zombie finished my puzzle while I was sleeping. Why would it do that?!

[Free sputters for a moment. The zombie's already gone for the day so he can't throw it out or anything.]

This is bull! I didn't get to finish the puzzle myself!

THE HELL IS THIS THING?!

THE HELL IS THIS THING AND WHAT IS IT DOING IN HERE.

Everything was fucking locked! I made sure everything was locked before I went to sleep last night!

[Elizabeth had only used the device once, and so despite how important she felt this call, her nervousness would be apparent.]

Ah-- hello there. Residents. You see... my name is Elizabeth Swann.

It has been gathered, and confirmed that there are, indeed, some sort of...things about the town. I don't know what to call them but I surely know ( Read more... )

It's just one thing after another around here, isn't it? I'd take the shit weather over laughing freaks, though. I could just sit up and out of the way or the water. These things, I need to make sure they don't come shimmying up the tree or the side of the house. Almost as bad as the mechs back home.

[Grumble.]I'm hoping those of you I know around ( Read more... )

[The call begins, and the camera is set a little distance away from him - he's seated in what's left of his waterlogged house, hands folded over a notepad in his lap. He's slouching, as usual, in his chair - and as usual, when he speaks, it's in a very soft monotone.]

Hello.

I'm noticing a pattern in the calls I'm getting today. A lot of you seem to ( Read more... )