[The clicking of the communicator summons a voice-- raspy, quiet, and most certainly drenched with fear.]

Everyone...

...D-dead...

On the walls... their--

[Suddenly, the pitch of the words rises higher and higher, as if the one behind it is becoming hysterical.]

No.

No...!

No....!!!

((ooc: Lucky for Kayo; thanks to the Medicine Seller's ( Read more... )