24. (backdated to before everyone realized death = death for keepsies)

[actuallyagolem]

[Donny's communicator turns on. At first there's just a hell of a lot of mumbled words and frustrated (but manly) grunts, then everything slowly gets a little clearer as he brings the the thing closer up to his face. Said mumbling and fumbling sounds a little something like this:]

Fuck - no, stupid piece of shit, I want the filt - no, filter, fil

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private

[christ_onabike]

A knife?

[Paddy descends into unintelligble cursing, as he's scrambling to check his. This message is not for you, Donny.]

Re: private

[actuallyagolem]

[A question? Question asked + delirium = this:]

Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep. Still in Clapet's cabin.

...don't go in theah. Seriously.

Spam

[greatlightother]

[She was going to be brave. She had to be brave. Something bad had happened to Donny and it was her duty as his...whatever and as a doctor to help them both. Yes, even Clapet.

So, using her phone as a pitiful light source, she managed to make it down to zero and moved into the hallway. She had a few meager supplies from the infirmary with her, at least.]

Donny? [She called out, breathless with suppressed fear.]

Spam

[actuallyagolem]

[He just hadn't been able to support himself anymore, and had collapsed right outside of Clapet's cell once he made sure the door was locked. The places he had been stabbed, his shoulder and leg, were pretty much useless, coated in blood and tender to the touch, and his face and stomach were hurting something fierce.

Not that his inmate was doing much better than him - Donny was pretty sure he had done some damage to his inmate's skull. Hopefully he'd just given him a concussion, even if he deserved more than that.

He heard Sveta's voice and let out a relieved sigh. He thought about putting his good arm up to wave to her, but it suddenly occurred to him that they were still stuck in the dark.] Sveta, I'm...on the floor. This way.

Spam

[greatlightother]

[She stumbled a bit in her hurry to get over to him, kneeling down beside him once she found where he had fallen. She put the phone antennae in her teeth so she could use both of her hands to find where the worst of it was. The communicator was turned on to shed some more light.]

Donny, what happened? [she managed to ask with her phone still in her mouth.]

Spam

[actuallyagolem]

[He thought he might as well help her out, and with his uninjured arm he raised his own communicator to give them a little more light. Donny looked up at her and was almost tempted to laugh...if he had been in a laughing mood anyway.]

Clapet. He...went crazy. It's this whole thing, no power...worry about food supply...he snapped.

[Donny hissed a little, his good arm dropping to the floor. He was so tired. So, so exhausted.] Murdered and cooked two people...was gonna hurt a third person, a woman. I saw her eat- [He just shuddered.] She ran, and we fought.

Wardens:

[rayney_day]

Donny?!

Wardens:

[actuallyagolem]

....Rayne. Rayne. You gotta...

Somebody's gotta get to Clapet's cabin.

Re: Wardens:

[rayney_day]

Are you OK?

Re: Wardens:

[actuallyagolem]

Fiiiiiiine. I'll be fiiiiine. Nothing I can't handle.

private;

[ichoosefight]

Will do, but Donny, are you okay?

private;

[actuallyagolem]

Not really....

Stabbed. Twice. That fuck.

private;

[ichoosefight]

Shit. Do you need help getting to the infirmary?

private;

[actuallyagolem]

Doctor's here now. I'll be fine. I'll...ng.

[Warden filter]

[timesbureaucrat]

I doubt you'll have many volunteers for clean-up and investigation, so I offer my services. If I find any identifying clothing or objects remaining, I'll let the wardens know.

[Donny probably doesn't want to know how close Narvin is to suggesting that, since the people are dead anyway, they might as well store the meat...just in case. One primitive mammal meat is much like another.]

[Warden filter]

[actuallyagolem]

That'd be good, yeah. His cabin's 6th on the 3rd floor. Unlocked. Broke down the fucking door. Get the knife to the kitchen. Get the parts....

It's all pieces. Like meat. Lots of blood. Lots and lots of blood.