[ video ]
[ Well. This was an unwelcome change in Henry's daily life. Unfortunately, it wasn't completely unfamiliar. Maybe that meant he could deal with it better - but honestly, he'd had enough traveling between worlds to last him his entire life already. The sick feeling in the pit of his stomach hadn't left him since he arrived, and his entire body was still tensed.
At least there were people here. But whether or not it was dangerous? He wasn't so sure. And he had a bad feeling about it. God, why did these things happen to him...? That feeling of relief he'd had at the end, the safety of knowing everything was over... it was completely gone.
The video feed clicks on to show the tired face of one Henry Townshend, shoulders hunched tensely. It seems like he's sitting on a bed - must have made it to the apartments - and looking down into his NV, light from the setting sun outside the window coloring the room a rusty orange. His voice is quiet and a little shaky. ]
Hello...? [ pause. Thinking. Maybe a little nervous. ] Is there... anyone else here who came from another world...?
[ another beat, and then he shakes his head, mumbling something like "that's a stupid question" before composing himself and trying again. ]
Nevermind. Uh... my name's Henry, from Ashfield. Can someone tell me what's going on? And... about the sirens and the "monsters..." [ that makes him look distinctly uneasy. ] ... they mentioned it to me, but I'd like to know more.
... Thanks.
At least there were people here. But whether or not it was dangerous? He wasn't so sure. And he had a bad feeling about it. God, why did these things happen to him...? That feeling of relief he'd had at the end, the safety of knowing everything was over... it was completely gone.
The video feed clicks on to show the tired face of one Henry Townshend, shoulders hunched tensely. It seems like he's sitting on a bed - must have made it to the apartments - and looking down into his NV, light from the setting sun outside the window coloring the room a rusty orange. His voice is quiet and a little shaky. ]
Hello...? [ pause. Thinking. Maybe a little nervous. ] Is there... anyone else here who came from another world...?
[ another beat, and then he shakes his head, mumbling something like "that's a stupid question" before composing himself and trying again. ]
Nevermind. Uh... my name's Henry, from Ashfield. Can someone tell me what's going on? And... about the sirens and the "monsters..." [ that makes him look distinctly uneasy. ] ... they mentioned it to me, but I'd like to know more.
... Thanks.