video [01]
[Several pairs of sloppily folded socks are being jostled around. Apparently they're sitting atop the open journal, which sits in a small, dimly lit space full of clothing -- probably a trunk. A wand sits innocently beneath a balled-up shirt off to one side. Brief glimpses of a hand groping around nearby grace the video.]
--dropped it in here somewhere. Where the fuck did it go?
[The hand continues to fruitlessly search for a few seconds, then begins to grab things at random and throw them out of the trunk. Once the clothing obscuring the wand and journal is gone...oh, look, there's Cain. He sees and snatches his wand, shoves it into his back pocket, then stares down at the journal and picks it up by one of its bottom corners. Suddenly the image is upside-down and at an angle.]
I still have this piece of shit? ...Huh.
--dropped it in here somewhere. Where the fuck did it go?
[The hand continues to fruitlessly search for a few seconds, then begins to grab things at random and throw them out of the trunk. Once the clothing obscuring the wand and journal is gone...oh, look, there's Cain. He sees and snatches his wand, shoves it into his back pocket, then stares down at the journal and picks it up by one of its bottom corners. Suddenly the image is upside-down and at an angle.]
I still have this piece of shit? ...Huh.