ataraxion | 001; video

[The video starts with a blurred shot of a corridor ceiling, dark, though there's light coming from somewhere nearby. There's a moment of the device being fumbled before it swings down, revealing a very tired and scared looking woman. Her voice reflects much the same, strained with desperation, wavering.]

Hello? Hello? I think -- god, I hope -- this thing is some kind of phone.

If there's anyone there, anyone can hear me, please help. I don't know where I am. There was a voice, I followed it, but -- I guess I wasn't listening. [She drops to a whisper, berating.] Typical, Amanda.

[Quiet for a moment, frowning, but then she takes a breath. Gathering herself again, trying to sound certain, give a clear and steady summary of her situation.]

I'm lost. Everything looks the same, I feel like I've been walking for days-- [She's going off on a trail again. She stops herself.] Jesus.

[There's nothing more to say, is there? She lets her head fall back against the wall behind her, lifting a hand to press against her forehead, like she's trying not to cry.]

Is there anyone there? Please?

[ooc: another OC for the demon plot here, pulling her favourite ~~demon~~ damsel in distress routine to get all the altruistic and heroic types to come out of the woodwork. She has a taste for anger and wrath, and vengeance is her favourite. There's a brief blurb on her profile, for more information.]