WHY RUSTY QUILL WHY

Kinda late but UYGSTFCVBDIHS;FNAKNFFUHB (magp 15)

Naaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh

WHAT WAS THAT?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!

TWO STAMENTS IN ONE?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?

THE HUNT AND THE BURIED!?!??!!??!?!??!?!?!?

A NEW EXTERNAL?!!?!??!!?!?!?!??!?!

A NEW HUNTER?!?!?!?!??!

that lady was freaky tho

"Hunt" goosebumps 

Talking about goosebumps, WHAT WAS THAT OTHER STATEMENT!!?!!?!?!?

Like, drowning? On dry land??? Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaa??????

Here is the statement for everyone who is to lazy to find it:

[CLICK.][TAPE RECORDER FUZZ: WE'RE OUTSIDE?]VICTIM

– The second time is up. I try to grasp the air and fill my lungs that burn and rattle full.

I can't. (a long inhale) There's so much air, but none inside as I go down. Again the cold surrounds and drags me down, the blue, (inhale) the black, the weight of all the sodden fates awaiting me below the line – of sea and sky...

[THIS VOICE IS FAINT, WEAK. THE PERSON INHALES FUTILELY.][THEIR WORDS ARE BECOMING MORE AND MORE RHYTHMIC, ALMOST A CHANT:]

I kick, I lunge I flail, towards the brightened blue and break the third and final time.

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING FROM THE DISTANCE]

I know I'm spent. There is no more within me save the salt-spun death that reaches down my throat –

ALICE

(normal volume, calling) Hellooo?

[THE VICTIM SHUFFLES TOWARDS ALICE, STUMBLING, SEEMINGLY OBLIVIOUS]VICTIM

(barely a whisper) – and spasms in my chest, that cannot breathe inside me –

ALICE

(simultaneous, cautious/annoyed) Er, h-hi? Hello?

VICTIM

– coughs and sputters and tries to push it out –

ALICE

Listen I, er – I don't have any spare...

[THE VICTIM STUMBLES THEN FALLS TO THE GROUND. A HARD THUD.]VICTIM

– but more comes in –

ALICE

(startled) Jesus!

[THE VICTIM'S STREAM OF WORDS CONTINUES UNABATED:]VICTIM

– and down I go the third and final time –