φPost-Prep
[There's muffled cursing as the feed clicks on, the sound of fabric moving over the microphone.]
Damnit!
I need a bit of help if someone doesn't mind. Not sure where I am, I can't see anything.
[It's dark in his room but there's some light shining on him from the video feed. His clothes are shredded and bloodied, his eyes are both caked in blood, there's even a thin film of red covering them like cataracts. Not to mention he's dirty from being buried, though there appears to be a rather dark butterfly-shape on his left cheek just under his eye.]
Feels like I went through a shredder. [He rubs at his head, the back, as if feeling for something.] Any information would also be nice, no idea what day it is.
[He turns away from the feed, looking for something despite not being able to see.] Autumn?
[There's muffled cursing as the feed clicks on, the sound of fabric moving over the microphone.]
Damnit!
I need a bit of help if someone doesn't mind. Not sure where I am, I can't see anything.
[It's dark in his room but there's some light shining on him from the video feed. His clothes are shredded and bloodied, his eyes are both caked in blood, there's even a thin film of red covering them like cataracts. Not to mention he's dirty from being buried, though there appears to be a rather dark butterfly-shape on his left cheek just under his eye.]
Feels like I went through a shredder. [He rubs at his head, the back, as if feeling for something.] Any information would also be nice, no idea what day it is.
[He turns away from the feed, looking for something despite not being able to see.] Autumn?
Damnit!
I need a bit of help if someone doesn't mind. Not sure where I am, I can't see anything.
[It's dark in his room but there's some light shining on him from the video feed. His clothes are shredded and bloodied, his eyes are both caked in blood, there's even a thin film of red covering them like cataracts. Not to mention he's dirty from being buried, though there appears to be a rather dark butterfly-shape on his left cheek just under his eye.]
Feels like I went through a shredder. [He rubs at his head, the back, as if feeling for something.] Any information would also be nice, no idea what day it is.
[He turns away from the feed, looking for something despite not being able to see.] Autumn?
[There's muffled cursing as the feed clicks on, the sound of fabric moving over the microphone.]
Damnit!
I need a bit of help if someone doesn't mind. Not sure where I am, I can't see anything.
[It's dark in his room but there's some light shining on him from the video feed. His clothes are shredded and bloodied, his eyes are both caked in blood, there's even a thin film of red covering them like cataracts. Not to mention he's dirty from being buried, though there appears to be a rather dark butterfly-shape on his left cheek just under his eye.]
Feels like I went through a shredder. [He rubs at his head, the back, as if feeling for something.] Any information would also be nice, no idea what day it is.
[He turns away from the feed, looking for something despite not being able to see.] Autumn?