thirty-eight. [video/action]
[The camera suddenly clicks on, and in view there's a... chest. A clothed male chest, but one that takes up half the screen. The other half that isn't obscured by blue fabric shows his face, which is glancing over his shoulder, with an expression that's half pissed off and half.. creeped the fuck out.]
What the hell's going on here?
[He's breathing fast, and it can be assumed he's been running for a while, the device clutched to his chest.]
They're... they're everywhere! But... who...
[There's an audible cracking noise and America visibly tenses. He glances around, in the other direction, before the noise occurs again. His eyes widen, and he glances down, past the device to the floor.]
Holy shit!
[The floor suddenly gives way and everything moves quickly. The device hits the ground, and the camera spins as it bounces and then.. comes to a stop. America can be heard, but due to the way the camera's facing, it's hard to tell where it's coming from..]
What the hell's going on here?
[He's breathing fast, and it can be assumed he's been running for a while, the device clutched to his chest.]
They're... they're everywhere! But... who...
[There's an audible cracking noise and America visibly tenses. He glances around, in the other direction, before the noise occurs again. His eyes widen, and he glances down, past the device to the floor.]
Holy shit!
[The floor suddenly gives way and everything moves quickly. The device hits the ground, and the camera spins as it bounces and then.. comes to a stop. America can be heard, but due to the way the camera's facing, it's hard to tell where it's coming from..]