text post of sorts

[misgives]

[ Someone is accessing the network writing in their own blood. That can't be bad news or anything. ]

Comments

text;

[searchforpeace]

[Okay, she didn't expect that on her phone screen when she opened it up to check the time. That... was blood, wasn't it?]

Hello? Are you alright?

still writing in blood :D

[misgives]

no

everythings bad

i think i did something wrong

it wont go away

text;

[searchforpeace]

Can you talk any other way? You're likely to suffer from blood loss if you keep this up.

[misgives]

no

all alone except the thing

[Text]

[shiromadoushi]

[[oh hell. That isn't good...!]]

Where are you? What's happened?

[misgives]

ayden

i can see it but its not real

[shiromadoushi]

[[...well.. that wasn't... very informative.]]

What isn't?

[misgives]

[ Unfortunately even on the best of days you don't get a lot out of Ayden, and this is decidedly not his best of days. ]

the monster

video

[dorkytracksuit]

Where are you?

[He looks human, these are just the only icons I have.]

blood on wall writing

[misgives]

[ ...well now Ayden just thinks he's hallucinating even worse than before. ]

go away you dont belong on the wall this is wrong

perma-video!

[dorkytracksuit]

I'm trying to help you. Just tell me where you are.

text

[testsonseashells]

Work with Dr. Strider. Can assist. Location?

[misgives]

i dont think u can help me

[testsonseashells]

Can't hurt to try. What's wrong?

[Audio how does this even work who knows]

[twopercent]

[Jack's not the first to respond, and seeing the other attempts tries a different tactic, trying to be reassuring:]

I bet Doc Strider will be there soon. How bad are you hurt? Do you think you can make it a little while longer?

[misgives]

[ Good job Jack, now Ayden just feels as though he's most definitely gone completely out of his mind. ]

im hearing a voice now why

i know this voice

i think i dreamed him but i have his clothes but maybe i dreamed him

[twopercent]

[...clothes? Jack switches to text, maybe that's a better idea.]

You're not dreaming.

[private to Jack, audio]

[elfstoned]

I have his location. He says he isn't alone, that it isn't safe where he is. I'm going, but I could use backup.

Will you help me?

[private to Aaron, audio]

[twopercent]

I'm on it. Let me know where to meet you. Might be a few minutes though, getting in and out of here isn't great at the best of times.

[written, pencil on paper]

[elfstoned]

It's Strider. Where are you?

[misgives]

[ Oh. Oh. Ayden knows that handwriting. He sees it all the time. He smiles in spite of himself, choking on his breath for sheer relief. ]

Dr Strider!

[ He pauses, suddenly unsure about this. About everything. He's just been so scared. ]

r u busy?

[elfstoned]

[The handwriting actually looks a little messier than usual, like he's writing at an odd angle.]

no

answer the question

where are you

[Texted]

[espigeonage]

What is it? What's going on?

[misgives]

its staring at me it wont go away don't feel good its cold its really cold

[espigeonage]

Hold still don't provoke it. What is it?

[yeah he doesn't know what to say]