There were multiple things wrong here-- in his haze, he thought for a split second that it could've been her. The voice isn't right, the words don't seem correct. It felt like it could be a dream, in the way that certain features don't truly add up in them.
He takes two steps towards the screen, fists balled up at his side. He's barely even noticed the streaks of blood, focused on what he's looking at. If whoever was doing that voice wanted him good and pissed off, they're off to a great start. ]
I can't make you out at all. Show yourself.
[ His voice is firm, steady. Not sure what he'd even do if the answer presents itself, but someone's poking around and he's not having it. ]
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[ ...Wait. What in the actual hell?
There were multiple things wrong here-- in his haze, he thought for a split second that it could've been her. The voice isn't right, the words don't seem correct. It felt like it could be a dream, in the way that certain features don't truly add up in them.
He takes two steps towards the screen, fists balled up at his side. He's barely even noticed the streaks of blood, focused on what he's looking at. If whoever was doing that voice wanted him good and pissed off, they're off to a great start. ]
I can't make you out at all. Show yourself.
[ His voice is firm, steady. Not sure what he'd even do if the answer presents itself, but someone's poking around and he's not having it. ]