❝ uhm ——– ❞ lip is caught between worrying teeth , a sheepish curve creasing upon his brow as the grip on his camera cautiously changes from hand to hand ( a nervous gesture ) . ❝ if i said the red light meant it’s turned off , would you believe me ? ❞
❝ why ? does it look like i wouldn’t ? ❞ it had been a long day . a really long day . && honestly ——–why couldn’t the world just let him work in peace ? shadows slither && dark eyes prowl for just a moment . he would have done something about this tape ——–had there been time . but there wasn’t && john ,, with great reluctance ,, made the executive decision not to abandon the other for certain immediate death by what ought to show up any moment for round two . ❝ you really need to come with me . or well ,, that camera is at least . with or without you attached to it ❞