EJ003X | audio | night 011

[littlemissfutility]

Hello?

[ The voice is whispery right now, but it still sounds young and female. Enough talk, and some of the vowels might sound just a touch southern. ]

Is there anybody out there? Dawn? Is Dawn here?

[ A pause. ]

If someone's out there, I need help. And if whoever's out there doesn't wanna help - I'm armed.

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[littlemissfutility]

But that means there's electricity. If we find the generators -

[ Then bad plumbing doesn't matter, because they can fix it. ]

What's it look like, where you are?

[aluminumandash]

[ She's quick—in her thinking, in snatching at hope. He keeps pace. ] Solar, yeah. Hard to get at, though—wiring's baked in, everything bolted down.

[ A pause. ] Beach, right where the river meets the ocean. Kinda desolate, not much in the way of wildlife. Officer de Guzman's with me. [ He says it offhandedly: can't really do otherwise given the man's habit of wedging himself into every conversation known to man.

Maybe using his rank will be warning enough. ]