Video Transmission
[No matter whether you were viewing your tablet or not, wether it was on or not, it turns on now, but the video feed it displays is dim, nondescript, impossible to determine location. On the screen can been seen the vague silohettes of four people, standing close to one another and facing the screen. So enshrouded are they it seems impossible to determine even gender, and their faces are blurred, distorted somehow.
When they speak, their voices are divided but unified, as though they are four voices from one throat but each from their own at the same time.]
You've seen their plight. Heard their pleas.
Free free free them, if you dare.
Down, down, down, where the paths paths wind round and round.
Where the ghosts of cherub dreams dwell.
Free free free them now or mourn their passing.
they They will leave alive. Or...Or they will rot alone alone alone.
Decide... Decide... Decide...
When they speak, their voices are divided but unified, as though they are four voices from one throat but each from their own at the same time.]
You've seen their plight. Heard their pleas.
Free free free them, if you dare.
Down, down, down, where the paths paths wind round and round.
Where the ghosts of cherub dreams dwell.
Free free free them now or mourn their passing.
they They will leave alive. Or...Or they will rot alone alone alone.
Decide... Decide... Decide...