[The transmission clicks on... Yeah the signal should be familiar enough. It's NO ONES FAVORITE SCIENTIST YAY.
... Only this sure as hell doesn't sound like him.]
Aon bhealach amach....
áit a bhfuil mé?
[She seems to have realized now though that she's got this damn thing to work. Her voice doesn't rise above a frantic whisper.]
Is someone out there? Can anyone hear me?! I need... Someone has to help me! I don't know where I am... There are walls everywhere, and I can't see the sky... That demon man is in here too and-
[There's a pause... and a shriek. Looks like someone got caught. And... CLACK
The sound of the communicator hitting the wall, hard]
[ooc: Aisling will... noooot be responding to messages, but Trevor might! 8D]
Ink City - The Animated Panfandom RPG