3rd bullet:// voice post
[A recording clicks on, but for a full minute there's only white noise. The microphone has picked up uneven breathing, punctuated by a muffled fumbling sound and a rattling. Suddenly, there's the sound of something small clattering against the ground - the seething moan of pain that follows right after is definitely female. Her breaths shudder, louder now, fluctuating dangerously between laboured and hyperventilation.
Then, she speaks, though every word is barely above a whisper. Sniper Wolf's normally stern and collected voice has deteriorated completely, now a medley of agitation, fatigue, paranoia and delirium.]
7.62 by 51 millimetres can't kill them. They don't die. I can see them... from here. I see everything.
She won't stop shaking. I only have one, two, three... four... I hold her close so they do not hear. Be very, very still, and they do not find you. Be quiet like death. They will not waste bullets on you.
I...
Liquid? Are you there? I-I... I am becoming part of the rock. My legs. They don't hurt anymore. Everything else... pills will run out soon. Shaking worse every hour. I wish I were stone.
I'll stay here. They won't find me. I won't move. Saladin will find me.
Then, she speaks, though every word is barely above a whisper. Sniper Wolf's normally stern and collected voice has deteriorated completely, now a medley of agitation, fatigue, paranoia and delirium.]
7.62 by 51 millimetres can't kill them. They don't die. I can see them... from here. I see everything.
She won't stop shaking. I only have one, two, three... four... I hold her close so they do not hear. Be very, very still, and they do not find you. Be quiet like death. They will not waste bullets on you.
I...
Liquid? Are you there? I-I... I am becoming part of the rock. My legs. They don't hurt anymore. Everything else... pills will run out soon. Shaking worse every hour. I wish I were stone.
I'll stay here. They won't find me. I won't move. Saladin will find me.