File #008 → audio file → access level: all → everything seems familiar, weightless like a dream
[First there's a sound of general surprise. Silence, static. Breaking glass. Something painfully metallic and high pitched that hurts one's ears to listen to. Then there's a thud and the sick sound of flesh being cut open].
LILY: H--! (Weak, wordless cry that degenerates into a wet gurgle before cutting off all at once).
[Then there's a crunch as her transmitter hits the floor.
And nothing.
Nothing at all but a dead silence.]
((OOC: So yeah, Lily died in a very gory manner. Sorry about that, Heine.))