Albert Silverberg (
chikaidestroyer) wrote2008-07-31 04:48 am
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∞ 29: Futile plans [voice] | record unhackable after the fact
[There's the sound of loose rocks bouncing down a dirt incline. The sound of boots skidding roughly down dirt and stone. The sound ends abruptly with a thump, and then a thud as Albert hits the ground.]
Ugh... Useless...
[There's the rasping of breath, the grating of dirt and small rocks as he unsteadily gets back to his feet.]
Can't be-- lieve... The... Nn.
Hate this ... place. So ... much.
Ugh... Useless...
[There's the rasping of breath, the grating of dirt and small rocks as he unsteadily gets back to his feet.]
Can't be-- lieve... The... Nn.
Hate this ... place. So ... much.
[voiced]
Miss Raine said this book is for communication. So what's going on?
[voiced]
The Professor and I were ... researching. There was an ... accident. [He has enough mind to recall the experiment that is still going on.]