[When the feed comes on, it shows part of the town square and the greenery of the overgrown wildlife. The moon's out enough to give enough light to see, even as there's a light fog rolling in after the rain from the day prior.
The first thing heard, though, is an 'oof' and a flash of a leg as, whoever it is, falls flat on their ass. There's some grumbling and cursing under breath - questioning what the hell, when did it get to be night, where the hell was he, and this most definitely wasn't where he was sitting seconds ago.
The figure gets up, showing an Exorcists's boot. They don't seem to notice the PDA on the ground recording as they walk away from it, though speaking loud enough for it to catch their voice.]
The hell am I? [Give him a minute, folks.
And then the feed cuts.] |
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