[ broadcast mind ]
[The screen looks mostly like an expanse of dark space for a few minutes, with only a few fuzzy outlines here and there that might be the figures of people. There are quiet whispers, barely audible and more or less incoherent. They grow louder and louder until something can finally be distinguished from the mess.]
It's fine.
[Spoken in a girl's voice, young and gentle. You are vaguely aware of what seems to be a body in your arms, but you can't feel all of it, as if there's nothing underneath the chest.]
I'm okay.
[The darkness lifts, and you see that there really isn't anything remaining of the body past its shoulderblades. The rest of the body has been ripped away, leaving a dangling spine and the remnants of the organs.
The girl still smiles against your ear and breathes out her last words.]
It doesn't h--
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It's fine.
[Spoken in a girl's voice, young and gentle. You are vaguely aware of what seems to be a body in your arms, but you can't feel all of it, as if there's nothing underneath the chest.]
I'm okay.
[The darkness lifts, and you see that there really isn't anything remaining of the body past its shoulderblades. The rest of the body has been ripped away, leaving a dangling spine and the remnants of the organs.
The girl still smiles against your ear and breathes out her last words.]
It doesn't h--
[feed ends here]