[ He'd answer, except he's busy scrambling away up the stairs. The video blurs as he nearly crawls his way up. ] Get away. Fuck you, I don't gotta listen to your shit anymore, you ain't here.
[ There's a pause, and then, frantic, whispered: ] He's here. They brought him here.
no subject
[ There's a pause, and then, frantic, whispered: ] He's here. They brought him here.