oo1 | voice ; after the sirens.
[ There is a near-inaudible onslaught of grunts, as well as the sound of stumbling upon grass. Ragged breaths accompany this, but it's taking a while for any actual speech to begin. The communication device suddenly emits to the listener a thud, signifying that it has been dropped. Several gunshots are heard; Leo is struggling to aim properly towards where he believes sounds are coming from. He has no idea which direction he is facing and whether or not this is some vivid, lucid nightmare. However, he recalls the device that he was holding had gone missing from his grasp. Footsteps rapidly increase in volume, and fumbling is heard. ]
This is.. What is this place?
[ Another round of gunshots and footsteps. ]
This is not where I was before.. Can anyone hear me?
[ Regardless of his voice being monotonous, it's clear that he is putting up a fight against something that has been following him. A few more gunshots before a loud click is heard, followed by quick steps. ]
If anyone can hear me, I am out by a large field. There is something out here, and it is very hostile.
This is.. What is this place?
[ Another round of gunshots and footsteps. ]
This is not where I was before.. Can anyone hear me?
[ Regardless of his voice being monotonous, it's clear that he is putting up a fight against something that has been following him. A few more gunshots before a loud click is heard, followed by quick steps. ]
If anyone can hear me, I am out by a large field. There is something out here, and it is very hostile.