Jan 13, 2011 22:28
[The feed clicks on, and for a moment, nothing can be seen. Soon, the camera is lifted, panning around the empty kitchen and moving towards a front window. Outside is the cold, desolate winter landscape that's been in place since everyone in Somarium shared that dream a few nights ago.]
I can't sleep.
[The camera stays focused on the window and outside of Angela's house for a few more moments, the silence almost eerie. Finally, Stocking groans quietly.]
Fuck this.
[And the feed clicks off.]
stocking