[The feed is turned on as Aaron thrashes about in bed, lens swinging wildly before settling on him. He's still asleep, eyes tightly shut in a nightmare, a few stray mews escaping him. All of a sudden he lurches upwards, nightshirt gaping off one shoulder. His eyes don't open, even though he seems awake.]
NO! H-hey...why is it so dark...
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[Careful movements.]
How well do you know your apartment?
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[A definite pause in the struggling and grunting.]
O-okay. Sorta well...
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[Another grunt as Aaron gets to his feet, groping for the communicator]
I haven't had time to get it messy yet...
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