A Cockeyed Optimist, Log 7/??? [Video]
The feed is clear: several feet from the ground, transmitting a picturesque view of the fields outside the mansion. The sun is shining, the grass is green, there's a thundering sound in the distance, a horse gallops by the camera lens-
Wait. A horse?
The heavy galloping sound returns, brown swamping the frame, and a hand comes in to grab at the communications device. A face appears next. The camera is a little unsteady, but displays Evelyn's broad smile perfectly well.
"Has anyone else been down to the stables?"
Panting, she leans out of the frame to presumably pat a horse's neck, receiving a muffled whinny in return, before lifting the comm unit back up.
"The animals are quite tame!"
Wait. A horse?
The heavy galloping sound returns, brown swamping the frame, and a hand comes in to grab at the communications device. A face appears next. The camera is a little unsteady, but displays Evelyn's broad smile perfectly well.
"Has anyone else been down to the stables?"
Panting, she leans out of the frame to presumably pat a horse's neck, receiving a muffled whinny in return, before lifting the comm unit back up.
"The animals are quite tame!"