attempt number one | radio & in person
[ It's been a week since she got into the universe of the compound, but she's spent it all on her own. Running from zombies? Not her idea of a good time. Even worse is when they got a hold of her and decided to try and make her into lunch.
When she slouches against the wall beside the main door of the compound, she's clutching the radio with one hand, pressing it against her shoulder where there's a slowly healing zombie bite. Apparently, the infected have something in them that it's harder for her body to purge from her system -- at least, that was her assumption from the way the bites seem to be slower moving than any other wound or infection she's ever experienced.
With a strained grimace, she presses down the button to begin her transmission. ]
Can anyone hear me? Please, I -- [ some static interferes and she grimaces, the burny feeling of discomfort from the bite making her suck a breath through her teeth. ] I picked up a transmission from this place yesterday.
My name is Claire Bennet. If there's anyone alive in there, please. I can help.
When she slouches against the wall beside the main door of the compound, she's clutching the radio with one hand, pressing it against her shoulder where there's a slowly healing zombie bite. Apparently, the infected have something in them that it's harder for her body to purge from her system -- at least, that was her assumption from the way the bites seem to be slower moving than any other wound or infection she's ever experienced.
With a strained grimace, she presses down the button to begin her transmission. ]
Can anyone hear me? Please, I -- [ some static interferes and she grimaces, the burny feeling of discomfort from the bite making her suck a breath through her teeth. ] I picked up a transmission from this place yesterday.
My name is Claire Bennet. If there's anyone alive in there, please. I can help.