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21 June 2014 @ 04:19 am

[ The transmission begins in the middle of a ringing, ear-splitting screech of torn metal, and for a few heartbeats there's nothing but the echo of it. As it fades, muffled sounds can be heard — clipped shrieks and boots scrabbling, interrupted by harsh seconds of static noise — and then all at once is a burst of breath so loud as to distort the sound. ]

—tting closer. I don't w—t to hurt anyone. You heard the —tain. They think there's— people aren't who they say they are. Th— won't listen, I've tried, they just look at me as th—

[ There's a burst of heavy static. When the sound clears enough to be discernible again, his voice is further hushed, a panicked, frantic whisper delivered too close to the microphone. ]

You have to —nd someone. There has to be someone left that [ . . . ] —damn minds. Pl—e, you have to come— help us. We're just —ers, we're not—

[ A few seconds of low static buzz. The transmission ceases. ]
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Nathan Petrelli
21 June 2014 @ 08:10 pm
You're not alone. People you care about are calling for your help, and you want to go help them. I'm going to ask you to be a little more patient before you run off into the dark. We know they're lost, we know there's something pursuing them, we know they need help. But we also know that the most recent post on the network, the one talking about warnings from the captain - a captain we don't have - wasn't made by one of us. That means this problem is bigger than you think; it's bigger than all of us, and it's important we get a clear image of what we're facing before we leave. Shepard's team has gone missing, and other comms have started going off the radar too--we'll start where they disappeared, and if we do this together, we might even succeed. The last thing we need is more of you lost out there because you chose to do this on your own.

Right now I need your help in a different, but just as important way. If you've received a message from someone, we need to hear them. That way we can establish a thorough list of who's missing, and try and piece together what they were all trying to say.

Tyke, as Head of Security, is going to coordinate the rescue. I imagine she'll speak to you shortly herself. Rest assured we'll need bodies on the ground for this one, and I know there's going to be no telling some of you to stay put, so forgive me if I - at least - save myself the effort of trying. The corridors are dangerous: bring weapons, ammunition, your communicator, but don't worry too much about rations--you won't need them.

[ He seems about to sign off, but he has to address that post, the grinding static and the screams underneath it, all of it so familiar to him by now. ]

...

"They're getting closer." I don't know about you, but that doesn't sound like a coincidence. Whatever we find out there, whatever is after our people, try not to kill it unless you have to. Don't get killed, but bear in mind the risk that we may be deceived into murdering people who would be our allies. I can't shake the feeling that we're being set up. Alright. Hang in there, everyone.