...I never want to get shot again...

I should have been there. Why did I leave her? Walter already--

Ah, ow! My head, it H U R T S...!!

Why can't I stop crying?

[Locked to Leon // Unhackable]

Gren's with me. He, uh... he's hurt, but it's not bad.

We've been at the police station since last night, but -- well, those things are starting to crowd around the building... We'll find somewhere else to go if it gets bad.

...I just don't know where yet.

[/Locked]

Where is it still safe in the city...?

Stupid.

It was a stupid thing to do, getting settled here... I nearly forgot about my life in Ashfield: the good and the bad. Now Eileen's in Discedo, but she's not like I last remember her. That party dress, a broken arm, the numbers carved into her back. It's pointless mentioning it to her now. She knows.

And Walter knows.

And he's after ( Read more... )

No more dreams... no more.

Stay out of my head!

( Private to everyone, locked from Walter // Unhackable )

[accidental voice post]

Ow, dammit! Thing just shocked me...

...Huh. Oh.

[switches to text]It's hard to be productive when the weather is so bad, but if everyone believes it's going to break soon, then I guess it can't hurt to believe it myself ( Read more... )

[a wheezing, ragged gasp]

They... they just keep coming.

[the keen 'whoosh' of an axe slicing through the air before the transmission is unceremoniously shut off]