May 07, 2010 22:45
- 16:37 --thing on?--could have put a status light, not, course, no one would ever use it in a [undecipherable]...
- 16:39 ... ... ... ... [static] ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ...
- 16:42 --ri Lang, checking in from -- oh, merciful ... [undecipherable] ... flagellating sixteen smallmouth bass, what ... ... [static]
- 18:04 --ing work, because that' what I need in this week, oh, yeah, first the Great Filter strikes and half of the unseen dempgra--WHOA!
- 18:05 Is this working? Can you hear me on the metaphorical airwaves?
- 18:06 Chicago, this is Dmitri Lang, live in the basement of the Conrad Hotel. Station Langolier is broadcast-only for a bit. Dropped my …[static]…
- 18:07 [static]…ection cutting in and out; Rift interference makes everything down here dicey.
- 18:08 Alive, unhurt. Have located survivors. Atmo dark, can hear people yelling, the debris shifting. Rescue workers too far away.
- 18:09 Pipes have burst, water, sewa…[static]… … … …rd to breathe; no light, no electricity, standing water on many pa… … … [static] … …
- 18:25 … … … [static] … … … … … … [static] … could have let me keep my pickaxe, not this monkeyshilling piece of … … [static]
- 18:52 … … … can't seem to … … Rift mucking things up; radio sil… … … try a fresh install… … …
- 21:42 Hello, Chicago. This working yet? Can you hear me?
- 21:43 Chicago darlings, by the time you read this, Seshat told Kothar when it'll be. I'm setting this to aggregate & transmit in clear patches.
- 21:44 This is Dmitri Lang, inside the basement of the Conrad Hotel. Still survivors down here. Lots of wounded. No one's got an accurate count.
- 21:45 For you on the surface: Martha Jones is alive. Dunno if word got out. Wouldn't call any of us well, but we're still breathing.
- 21:46 The rooms down here are recognizable, but only hard-looking. Shards of brass & ivory in the music room. Smell of alcohol in the kitchen.
- 21:47 Moving around is hard. Topography is changing; the weight of the debris is still settling.
- 21:48 Must have counted at least sixteen dead since I crawled out of my hallway. At least nine survivors. Mobility is limited. Hard to search.
- 21:49 No light down here. Survivors trying to find flashlights, candles… gas leak scare passed, for the moment.
- 21:50 Hard to navigate by sound. Active(?) Rift & enclosed space throw echoes. Can hear survivors without locating them.
- 21:51 Survivors trapped under debris. Lack of space means little can be moved; may remain trapped for some time, if unlucky. Doing our best.
- 21:52 Nowhere to move the dead.
- 22:32 …sorry about that pause, Windy City denizens. Station Láng Tiān will experience interruptions in service as the situation fluctuates.
- 22:33 Another confirmed collapse in the suites. Nowhere structurally safe except the endless hallway, point furthest from possible rescue.
- 22:37 Can't hear -- there was someone crying in that section. Can't hear her now. Won't respond to calling.
- 22:38 Survivors exchanging names, names and location of family. Lots of yelling to those with some mobility, angry, scared. No silence. Anywhere.
- 22:58 Hard to breathe. No info on air volume; quality is dusty, still stinks. May/may not be any access to fresh air. Can't find passage outside.
- 23:21 Can't keep -- very dark. Moving about the wreckage is exhausting. Body count at least up to 26. Living count still at maybe nine.
- 23:22 Survivors beginning to drop for sleep. Limited food availability, limited water from kitchen. No good place to lie down.
- 23:23 Organizing final push to reach more trapped/injured. Going to join the ranks. Station DL/Chicago signing off for now.
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