[voice → video]

Jan 14, 2010 01:01

[CLATTER! Lag is clearly having trouble with the mic.]

H-hello? D-did I find my room? I hope it is, I think I counted right, but I passed out a-and--

Could... could someone help me please? I can't... Mr. America... Ah, can anyone hear me? Is this on right? Darn, I'm probably just standing here talking when I have to press the buttons...

[And now you get to hear Lag's very slow, troubled typing, but other than that nothing. Eventually he hits something and it switches to a video feed.

The uncovered part of his face is caked with blood and dirt. Lag's only real eye is a bloody mess. Yup. He's blind. Also dying but it'll be a bit before septic shock sets in.]

Hello? Can anyone hear me? I-it's never been this dark before, not even in the furthest reaches of the country. I... I can't see.

[You would think he'd dissolve into sobs like he normally does, but he's surprisingly resolute. Depressed and miserable, but not sobbing yet. After a moment, he gets up and stumbles towards the door. You can hear him fall flat on his face a few seconds later.]
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