[The feed clicks on as Spike's hand lands on the corner of the table; for a brief moment, one is treated to his very pained expression as he presses a hand to his head. Then, with a grunt, he stumbles backward and out of range of the camera.

The soft, strained cursing is barely intelligible, but at least he's conscious.]

[He was actually going to turn this thing on to see if anybody needed any help getting to the clinic or something, but that changes pretty quickly. He sets the tablet down with a sharp intake of breath as he grabs his abdomen, just below his ribcage with a free hand. Even as he does, the deep red blood of a deep wound starts to spread into his ( Read more... )

[The tablet turns on as Castiel sets it aside; these things are too sensitive. He should have thought to leave it behind, but it sometimes is actually useful and so he's used to having it on his person most of the time. He doesn't think to check to see if it's turned on. He simply turns around and quietly closes the door he came through, re-locking ( Read more... )

[The video cuts on as though of its own accord. There is no static, no hesitance, and the woman holding the tablet, her expression determined and slightly aloof, doesn't appear to be holding a tablet as she addresses those who see the feed.Many of you have been expecting an explanation for a long time. Others have received information from these ( Read more... )

[Someone's using his tablet to squish spiders. At some point on impact, it turns on. The peculiar thud-squish of impact and splatter momentarily drowns out the cursing.

Momentarily. It's back in full force in the next moment.

The feed skews wildly as Spike knocks another spider for a loop, then steps on it.

He's still cursing.]

[He's already checked the board. He knows it's true, and he hates it.]

If anybody knows her, Voodoo's gone.

[And that's all. The feed ends.]