[[Night Forty-eight]] [[voice post]]

[cop_for_one_day]

The hell...?
I didn't ask for vaccation leave, I definitely don't remember driving to this place, and I want to talk to the management, because there's some stains here that really look like blood. [He tries to be witty, despite being apparently unnerved by this whole situation.]

If I'm in a hostage situation, let me tell you guys something-- you

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[Voice]

[twochoices]

[HEY, LISTEN. It's a voice you might recognize!]

You definitely don't want to talk to the management in this place. And no, those aren't B.O.W.s. But they're not much better.

[Voice]

[cop_for_one_day]

[Woah. Pause.]

Claire? Why are you here? [He sounds a little relieved at a familiar voice, though.]

What, are they cranky? I can deal.

And not BOWs, but not much better. Want to fill me in as to what they actually are?

[Voice]

[twochoices]

I wish I knew... But what I can tell you, I can't tell you over the phone. We think they might be hijacking the phone lines. Where are you?

[Voice]

[cop_for_one_day]

'They'?

[He's officially worried now.]

I'm in the room I woke up in-- kind of old style, probably a hotel. I shut off most of the lights because I don't wanna ring the dinner bell, so to speak.

Oh. Hang on. I think there's a map on this thing.

[fiddle, fiddle]

Lakeview Hotel. Assuming that I'm the blinking dot.

[upyourscolonel]

Oh wow, you're like the first person who hasn't run outside like an idiot.

[cop_for_one_day]

Thanks. I like to think I value my life.

And you are?

[upyourscolonel]

Fair enough.

Edward Elric. You?

[cop_for_one_day]

Leon Kennedy.

Any idea how you got here?