Sep 17, 2010 10:29
[The feed clicks on some time in the middle of the night, though it slips from Mary's hand's the moment she gets the feed going. The sound of violent coughing his heard immediately after the loud 'CLUNK' when she drops it.]
James?
Where are you...?
[She coughs again this time reaching for the poke'gear, her grip is shakey and can be heard through the mic.]
There's something wrong...When I looked in the mirror I saw myself...but my apperance was distorted, my skin was rotten!
[Her coughs are replaced by sobbing now.]
James...where are you....?
James...
[The feed cuts off the sound of more coughing.]
sick,
nightmare fuel