01 [Accidental Voice]
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There's something not quite right about this place.
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It doesn't sound right.
It's too quiet.
Where's my stick?
Ah.
[The sound of somebody getting up and something tapping on the ground and trees}
Odd. I should be near my tree, but this definitely isn't the right layout.
[Flapping wings. The crow comes nearer.]
A bird?
Why are you on my shoulder?
[After a few seconds in which Hans appears to be stroking the bird, his finger touches its eye]
Only one eye? That is beyond just a little odd.
What's going on?
There's something not quite right about this place.
...
It doesn't sound right.
It's too quiet.
Where's my stick?
Ah.
[The sound of somebody getting up and something tapping on the ground and trees}
Odd. I should be near my tree, but this definitely isn't the right layout.
[Flapping wings. The crow comes nearer.]
A bird?
Why are you on my shoulder?
[After a few seconds in which Hans appears to be stroking the bird, his finger touches its eye]
Only one eye? That is beyond just a little odd.
What's going on?