[voice | Robin]

[pixieboots]

[ The silence in the background is full and steady, which makes the fast, uneven breathing behind the tablet a little more out of place than it might have been. ]

My friend, he- Jericho. [ a huffed breath out. ]

They- it wasn’t even an accident. He didn’t have a pulse when I... when I got here. [ not a certainty, the accident part. but a guess. a good guess his head's rushing to already, but he's too upset, too angry to think it through right now. ]

I don’t know how long it’s been but you- you could tell that with the right equipment. With the fractures and the head trauma that’s- that’s a lot of- [ work to do is what he doesn’t say.

no he won’t say that. ]

Whatever it takes, I’ll- whatever the white coats use to bring people back, we’ve gotta use that. There has to be a way, there just...

There has to be.

Comments

[pixieboots]

sure he was
and he was bleeding from something else too.

[lexiconning]

What are you trying to say?

[pixieboots]

i'm saying i know something's wrong here. you wouldn't incapacitate someone and leave the evidence behind unless you knew there was something bigger right behind you to wipe it all away.