[seven] [audio only]

[goodgrasshopper]

[quiet crying until transmission statics and cuts out]

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[creatingalegacy]

[Amanda's contempt for her warden rose just a teeeeensy bit more. Not only was she practically a kid...she decorated her things like a kid. Fucking hell.]

Whatever. My journal's still giving me bad clues, but this time they're pointing--

[A huge burst of static comes from Amanda's journal, obscuring the screen, and a man suddenly appears in front of her. It's Adam Stanheight, the loser of the bathroom game, and he's still got the clear plastic sheeting she used to suffocate him wrapped around his face. A mercy kill, because she couldn't live with the idea that he'd be left in his trap to slowly waste away.]

Ah...

[She gasps and stops dead in her tracks.]

[goodgrasshopper]

[Molly jumps at the sound of the static and stops short, only barely managing to avoid bumping into Amanda. She looks past her at the ghost, shivering a little. He doesn't look like what they've been throwing at Molly.]

One of yours?

[creatingalegacy]

Shut up. Just shut up.

[Amanda figures that if Molly had really read her file as close as she claims, she'll know who Adam is. She isn't up for explaining his presence right now. Adam, meanwhile, is talking to her the way he did in her nightmare that once: slow, distorted, and nonsensically. He doesn't seem to be saying real words.]

[goodgrasshopper]

[The creepy non-speak is a little disturbing. Molly shivers, and when she speaks, her voice is very quiet.]

Should we try to pass?