[Voice]
[The low groans of the undead cut in before his voice. And there is the sound of tearing fabric and then something wet and heavy impacting something else. He grumbles, and it is away from the mic.]
Just getting in my way...
[The pause is brief, and he raises his voice as if talking over someone who's voice isn't picking up on the recording.]
You need not tell me twice. I am well aware.
[Then his throat clears, and he speaks into the mic at last.]
A status report, please. The front entrance looks grim. How is everyone else doing?
Just getting in my way...
[The pause is brief, and he raises his voice as if talking over someone who's voice isn't picking up on the recording.]
You need not tell me twice. I am well aware.
[Then his throat clears, and he speaks into the mic at last.]
A status report, please. The front entrance looks grim. How is everyone else doing?