Thirty-Third Journal Entry
[Accidental Video]
[The post begins in darkness; somewhere there is the sound of a contented sort of groaning sound accompanied by a few quiet pops. They are shortly followed by a surprised yelp. Soon after, a scuffling noise, like someone handling a microphone by the business end, though the video is still dark. The scuffling stops, and the darkness lifts away to reveal a workspace littered with notebooks and loose paper, covered in neat, tiny handwriting that is impossible to read at this size and resolution. The communicator turns around to show Layton, sleeves rolled up to his elbows, hatless and in sore need of a haircut, staring down at the communicator in displeasure. After an instant, understanding dawns on his face.]
[Audio]
...Ah. I must have accidentally activated it. Well, as long as this is recording -- does anyone require assistance with anything I can help with?
[The post begins in darkness; somewhere there is the sound of a contented sort of groaning sound accompanied by a few quiet pops. They are shortly followed by a surprised yelp. Soon after, a scuffling noise, like someone handling a microphone by the business end, though the video is still dark. The scuffling stops, and the darkness lifts away to reveal a workspace littered with notebooks and loose paper, covered in neat, tiny handwriting that is impossible to read at this size and resolution. The communicator turns around to show Layton, sleeves rolled up to his elbows, hatless and in sore need of a haircut, staring down at the communicator in displeasure. After an instant, understanding dawns on his face.]
[Audio]
...Ah. I must have accidentally activated it. Well, as long as this is recording -- does anyone require assistance with anything I can help with?