Video.
[ The video flicks on and off a couple of times to reveal a nose before the owner of the new NV realises what he's doing, a breathless yelp behind the feed as it finally slams On.]
- unzel! Rapunzel, are you there, can you hear me? Great, stuck in a new city and even Max is gone. Where could she be?
[ Running a hand through his hair, the handsome man glances around the unfamiliar baseball diamond, heading out toward the nearest street. ]
To anyone listening inside this thing, I don't know how you're supposed to hear me but the guys I met by a field said you could - [ A terse sigh. ] I need your help. I'm looking for a blonde girl with incredibly long hair, about as tall as my shoulder, so short, and ... and, uh, what else, she would have a little frog on her shoulder!
I was climbing it, her hair, and when I looked around the window-sill, she was gone. [ His gaze falters, tinged by something far calmer than blatant panic as though he's realising, I left her alone. Instead, he quietly amends; ] ... I woke up here.
[ The momentary guilt (grief, to a discerning eye) is overcast by a stern frown. ]
Someone said there are monsters coming with the onset of night, are they telling the truth?