Apr 13, 2010 23:54
Matt.
[Riqis' voice rasps suddenly, urgently in the dark, and the image fumbles toward the window of Namine's room, a blue-grey squarish outline in the dark. There's a blurry figure in white on the bed on a quick pan-over, and the camera is no higher than standing-on-knees height, crawling steadily to the window.]
There's something out there...
[He gasps frantically, feverish]
It's that thing, I just saw i-
[There's a LOUD and abrupt interruption of static pulses. snowstorming the image, Riqis' voice is warped beneath]
It ▒ ░▓to be that sl▓░░░ an thing ▓t me get a ░▓▒▒r ░▓▒▒▒▒,▒▒,▒▒,▒▒,▒▒,▒▒,▒▒,▒▒,
[A vaguely humanoid, long-appendaged shadow looms over the frame before the screen goes totally white for a moment, then we're back to a floor-up view of Riqis on his knees, coughing raggedly and clutching the windowsill while he dry-heaves],
No! [He finally manages, extending an arm towards the bed] atay there...unless I tell you to run.
static,
a fever dream,
captain trips will bring the world to it,
slendermaaaaaan