[The video clicks on. It's hard to tell where the phone is tucked away exactly, but a rustle of greenish fabric and a sickening grind of bone on bone might give you some clue. One might be able to catch glimpses of fog if they're lucky -- despite the pitch black, it's clear enough that the phone's owner is outside. Some snippets of speech in a deep, strangely hollow-sounding voice...]
...Useless, completely useless! Fel fire consume this infuriating place! What is the damned use?
[Clunk. The camera rattles with some distant impact.]
... [A sigh like the rustle of dead leaves.] It must be around here somewhere. It hasn't been long, where could it have gone? It is not as if they simply get up and walk off by themselves...The scavengers, perhaps?
[There is a short silence, and the feed cuts off suddenly. It's impossible to tell whether it was by another accident, or if the owner finally realised it was recording...]
[ooc: Dated approximately half an hour after
this post.]