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Twelfth Cross - [Accidental Voice]
Dec. 23rd, 2008 01:18 am[The transmission starts when he hits the communicator. There's a loud gasp, followed by the ruffling noise of bedsheets moving quickly, along with heavy, frantic breathing.
Everything falls silent for a moment, but it is soon interrupted by a loud scream and the bed creaking with the panicky movement of its occupant. It creaks, and footsteps hit the ground heavily.
The communicator hits the ground with a dull thud.
There are small footsteps for a moment before everything almost silences. If you listen closely, you can hear shuddered breathing and soft whimpers.]
Who am I? Who am I? Who am I?
[Things are moved, and the transmission cuts as footsteps head out of the room.]
[[ooc: Cecil fell asleep, and now that he's awake, he's having a panic attack mixed with an identity crisis. He won't be responding to the communicator, but he's in the hallways of the school if anyone's bored, lol.]]
Everything falls silent for a moment, but it is soon interrupted by a loud scream and the bed creaking with the panicky movement of its occupant. It creaks, and footsteps hit the ground heavily.
The communicator hits the ground with a dull thud.
There are small footsteps for a moment before everything almost silences. If you listen closely, you can hear shuddered breathing and soft whimpers.]
Who am I? Who am I? Who am I?
[Things are moved, and the transmission cuts as footsteps head out of the room.]
[[ooc: Cecil fell asleep, and now that he's awake, he's having a panic attack mixed with an identity crisis. He won't be responding to the communicator, but he's in the hallways of the school if anyone's bored, lol.]]
