[The communicator clicks on and for a moment, the camera is masked by a finger over the lens. There's a shocked gasp and a few seconds of silence before the camera is suddenly clear and Danny's face and shoulders can be seen, albeit upside down. There are scars littering his skin, too many to count, all of them long healed. There's a deep scar across his upper left arm, and a jagged one that winds around his throat where the skin has been worn down.
His suddenly hands fly to his neck in horror, and he gropes for the collar that isn't there. His breathing hitches and his chest moves rapidly, and he begins patting the bed down, looking all over for the clothes that aren't there.
A moment later he gets up and there are dull footsteps padding across the room, and the sounds of dresser drawers opening and being frantically searched through.
Then the communicator switches off.]
(( OOC: Danny's back from the dead! Hooray! The puppy's missing
these clothes; a filthy old green sweater, a black sleeveless shirt, torn grey cotton pants and a pair of well worn sneakers. He's also missing
his collar, which is a mix of metal and leather. Of course whether anyone thinks these are worth saving, or even knows they're his, is debatable! Strikethroughs have been claimed~ everything's gone! ))