[Video -- backdated just before sunset]
[Gilbert is somewhere between home and the city's larger market. The communicator flips on and shows the buildings as he passes, the last few vestiges of daylight shrouding everything in gold and shadows. One arm is full of bags, the other fishing out a cigarette. He manages to light it, jugglng everything back and forth before remembering he'd turned on the communicator. He glances towards it now.] Naoki? Oz? I'm on my way home now. I'm sorry dinner is going to be a little late. I... shopping took longer than it should have.
[Here he glances aside just briefly.] Couldn't concentrate on the list. I think I might go to bed early tonight. I have a headache...
[He trails off. The light is growing dimmer; the sun sets quickly this close to winter. Abruptly Gilbert stops moving. His eyes aren't fixed on the communicator anymore, which may be for the best since it falls from his hands, clattering to the ground. The video picks up his feet, standing motionless. A moment later, a dark shape falls as well, the groceries landing heavily and spilling from their bag. That's where the video remains, showing little else. It's a strange and unfamiliar voice that comes next.] Finally. I won't be denied any longer.
[Footsteps lead away, the video feed showing nothing but an empty street. Abruptly however, a hand comes down to snatch it up. That same strange voice.] Hmm. Shouldn't leave things lying around. [The video feed shifts, but the face it shows isn't Gilbert's at all -- in fact it's almost certainly feminine. No see, this would be Gilbert's luck to be possessed by a female spirit]
[Here he glances aside just briefly.] Couldn't concentrate on the list. I think I might go to bed early tonight. I have a headache...
[He trails off. The light is growing dimmer; the sun sets quickly this close to winter. Abruptly Gilbert stops moving. His eyes aren't fixed on the communicator anymore, which may be for the best since it falls from his hands, clattering to the ground. The video picks up his feet, standing motionless. A moment later, a dark shape falls as well, the groceries landing heavily and spilling from their bag. That's where the video remains, showing little else. It's a strange and unfamiliar voice that comes next.] Finally. I won't be denied any longer.
[Footsteps lead away, the video feed showing nothing but an empty street. Abruptly however, a hand comes down to snatch it up. That same strange voice.] Hmm. Shouldn't leave things lying around. [The video feed shifts, but the face it shows isn't Gilbert's at all -- in fact it's almost certainly feminine. No see, this would be Gilbert's luck to be possessed by a female spirit]