Ouch. [27/??? artefacts collected]

[sadfreezingbrit]

[ First Philip met up with Dean. Then unhappy memories were created.

And now the adrenaline wears off and Philip wonders if there was a point to his escape to begin with.

He remembers when Clarence of all people reminds him that he meant to warn "the love of his life... oh yeah, and Evie too"And so he reaches for the communication device, hoping

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action of SO MUCH WORRY

[itsahotone]

[Guess who's just wandering along the halls as if there aren't a bunch of secret creepy murderers doing just that. She's just that brave, obviously.

...The point is, she's clueless about Philip's bloody body until she almost walks on top of him. Her first instinct is disgust that someone didn't bother to move the corpse to an empty room like she did with the douchebag*. Ugh.

Then she realizes he's not quite dead.

Well well. This could be fun.]

Oh my god, Philip?! [She rushes to his aid and everything!]

*Alex left her with a few bruises and a now-bandaged cut on her arm, for informational purposes.

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[sadfreezingbrit]

[ Philip was just about to slip into the delightfully calm state of blood loss and shock when a voice calls out his name.

He stirs, but in the darkness it's impossible for him to make out more than a blurry silhouette.

Neither his arms nor his legs feel any inclination to move and so a dry cough is all the acknowledgement and greeting Santana gets for the moment. ]

[itsahotone]

[Noooo, don't die on her before she gets to do anything! That is uncool.]

Can you move? Can you hear me? [She looks around, ever so worried that someone dangerous might come along.] If I can get you to a room I can get stuff from the closet to help you...

...apparently my subject line's 'a' booked it, just in case.

[sadfreezingbrit]

[ The act is almost unnecessary, for all the awareness of his surroundings he can currently muster. ]

Dean, it's Dean he's I don't know where he went be

[ He hears himself say 'careful' as well, but then again, he's hearing a lot of things right now. Murmurs and whispers mostly and above them--

It's Santana, isn't it?

The recognition serves as just the tiniest jolt and his feet scramble sluggishly, doing their best to push him into a more upright position. ]

{Audio lalala we are just pretending that this came before Santana's tag}

[libraritology]

[Evie didn't catch Philip's last transmission, but she did get a message he left a little while ago. Pity it didn't come in handy.]

Philip?

[Even the signals seem to have more static and interference in the hallways.]

Philip? It's Evie. Can you hear me?

vidaudsomething

[sadfreezingbrit]

[ Technically his transmission never switched off, so there is an entirely non-reassuring piece of video for those who want it.

Not that the blood and darkness provides much of a visual anyway, but... ]

Hey...

[ Philip smiles at Evie's voice, presently a little too removed from reality to know or care where it comes from or realise that it might be helpful to respond to it in a more elaborate manner. ]

videoooohno

[libraritology]

[She switches her own video on, though there isn't much to see. Philip's end of things appears to be smeared in something really unpleasant.]

Philip, I- I went to the dining hall, and you weren't there, there was-

[She swallows hard. Honestly, she's just happy he picked up after what she saw.]

There was blood...everywhere. Chairs across the floor, just- Please tell me you're all right, whatever happened, do you need help?

[sadfreezingbrit]

[ Something... jumbled... dining hall... something something-- She didn't get the message! ]

No, don't! Not the dining hall, it's Dean, he'ssssaaanghhhhh.

[ Rapid movements are not a good idea in Philip's condition. Bolting into an upright sitting position and screaming in a raspy voice at the top of his already strained lungs qualifies as such.

And as such the rest of his statement is replaced by a cough as a sharp and painful stinging sensation in Philip's head makes him keel over and retch up the entire lack of breakfast he's had today. ]

[ videuh-oh ]

[40410]

[ This fits neatly into the timeline, right? Right. We're sure Philip can hang around in the caves and take some more friendly calls while Alex goes off and enjoys his own horribly gory death. ]

Is that Philip?

[ Alex's voice has a sharp, it's-a-dangerous-event-don't-fuck-around tone to it. ]

[videlalala]

[sadfreezingbrit]

[ That... that tone! That unmistakeable tone in this clearly appropriate setting! Why, it's so good, so good to hear his voice now, again, at last, finally!

Because he will know what to do. He always did, especially during the worst and craziest times. ]

...Red?

[ video that puts on its beard and mining hat ]

[40410]

Yeah, you are.

[ His voice is full of 8I and also urgency and also 8I. Because it's dark on the screen, but not so dark that he can't make out blood. ]

Where are you?

[video came, you are so pretty!]

[sadfreezingbrit]

Don't... don't know...

[ He lost track of the mining tunnels, the concrete, the stone. Which turn he took before he collapsed, which door he went through last, which section he passed, it...

It's all a distant blur, as if it was something that happened to him months ago. ]

[Voice]

[reckless_eagle]

Kurwa j-- Dude, like, what happened to you?! Who was it? Do you know?

[voice]

[sadfreezingbrit]

[ The voice is clearly familiar, but Philip is in no state to place it.

The questions on the other hand make it through and the answer to all of them is quite simple and quite the same. ]

Dean.

[ His tone is urgent, alarmed and comes with the disclaimer to stay away from the man just so helpfully named. ]

[voice]

[reckless_eagle]

[And, if Poland had any sense, he would take it as a warning.]

Got it.

[voice]

[sadfreezingbrit]

[ If Philip could take in the full meaning behind that voice then he'd be deeply, deeply worried. For Poland. For Dean. For both and either, really.

But as it is he thinks his message has been received exactly the way he meant it to be received and so he can't think of much to respond apart from your average horror event advice: ]

Take... take care.