[ This begins as a text post. The handwriting is a neat script made messy by Liam’s haste-he’s on the verge on panicking. He is completely unaware that it’s broadcasting.]

8:34 PM
Baskervilles gone, no longer at Isla’s estate. Cannot find Kappel and Thompson’s bodies. Appear to be alone in barren field, very dark. Not dead. Notebook stolen and ( Read more... )

There are some things that makes me wonder since arriving here.

[a rustle and then a sound of something mewing in the background]

Everyone has dreams, right? What kind of dreams do you guys have? Something that makes you happy.

[There is a bit of noise when the feed starts. From an odd angle, the device picks up Elliot reaching for a book from a tall shelf. A shorter boy walks toward him. He’s standing in front of Elliot full of curiosity and probably... no, mostly just to annoy him. But Oz keeps a blank look on his face. He stands on his toes and lets two fingers rest on ( Read more... )

[On the other hand, at a totally normal and safe time during the day, we have Elliot, who has conveniently dropped his NV, and which has conveniently begun to record his voice. His very annoyed voice.]

What's this? This isn't- [For some reason, he sounds a little more tired than your average new arrival to Siren's Port. There's a sound as he ( Read more... )