Aug. 29th, 2009

doesntdie: (i am not human today)
[Back at the hydroelectric plant. Cecil's dropped the communicator, and it bounces and turns on. He's sitting on a generator, wrench in one hand, eyes staring at the sky idly. His hands are covered in blood, up to his wrists; and if you look closely, there's a small puddle at the bottom of the generator. A knife lies on the ground, as if thrown almost.

A few seconds pass, and Cecil's grip finally fails; the wrench falls to the ground as well.

Nothing perturbs him, and a few seconds later, the comm cuts off.
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