Twenty-Fifth Journal Entry
[voice]
[A pained, surprised yelp, though it sounds more like a hoarse squeak. A soft crunch as the communicator lands in the snow. A violent sneeze, then a scuffle as Layton picks up the communicator again.]
[text; addressed to the residents of 108 Latimir, but not privated]
I think I've sealed all the drafts. It should feel warmer in a bit.
[A pained, surprised yelp, though it sounds more like a hoarse squeak. A soft crunch as the communicator lands in the snow. A violent sneeze, then a scuffle as Layton picks up the communicator again.]
[text; addressed to the residents of 108 Latimir, but not privated]
I think I've sealed all the drafts. It should feel warmer in a bit.