Day 62; Video 002

[bostonhowler]

[She's walking near the rotten piers, looking at her wrist. Her wings behind her are fluttering in the slight breeze.]

I was wondering if anyone had seen any barbecues around? It's cold, but I'm from Boston, so we're used to winter barbecuing.

I was going to -

[She trips and falls forward.]

Ow, what's -

[Her wrist twists as she scrambles away screaming in that high-pitched horror movie way. There's a brief flash of legs and then a flare of fire as the wooden piers catch behind her.

She's framed in flame, staring at the half a body.]

HUNTERS!

001 | Day 62 | Video/Action

[burnburnburn]

[A young man glares down at the screen, his eyes pinpricked by the adrenaline rush that's making him pant through gritted teeth. He's enraged, but underneath that is a deep fear. He's pressed up against the trunk of a tree at the edge of the forest.

He snarls a retort to the message that's just finished playing as soon as his finger has left the reply switch]

Don't try to leave? Do you think you can stop me from trying to leave?!

[The view blurs as he shakes his wrist and starts shrieking at the device]

Who are you? How long have you kept me here?!  How dare you shackle a radio to me?!

[The video cuts when he slams his other fist on the device]