11 [video]
[For a moment, Jack's face is shadowy, blurred--he's holding the communicator in his hand, which is shaking violently--and then he comes into focus as he puts the device down. He's pale, and looks badly shaken; he seems to have discovered that actually dying is not quite like being revived by a Vita-Chamber, and the revelation was not pleasant.
Currently, he's plagued by the fear that he's in some kind of afterlife, but still trapped in a dead, empty Mansion. If that's the case, he's sure he'll go insane. If he looked, he might see that the usual communicator chatter is going on, but having just come back from the dead, he's not thinking terribly clearly.]
I'm--
Am I alone? Is anybody there? I died. I remember, I died.
[He fumbles a cigarette from his pack and attempts to light it, but his hands are shaking too badly, and he drops it.]
Goddammit.
[With a frustrated sigh, he turns off the feed.]
Currently, he's plagued by the fear that he's in some kind of afterlife, but still trapped in a dead, empty Mansion. If that's the case, he's sure he'll go insane. If he looked, he might see that the usual communicator chatter is going on, but having just come back from the dead, he's not thinking terribly clearly.]
I'm--
Am I alone? Is anybody there? I died. I remember, I died.
[He fumbles a cigarette from his pack and attempts to light it, but his hands are shaking too badly, and he drops it.]
Goddammit.
[With a frustrated sigh, he turns off the feed.]