[The door slams open, hard enough to damage the wall behind, hard enough to bruise Jay's arm as he stumbles back.]
Alex--
[It's nearly inaudible, swallowed by the way Alex's voice splits.]
[That's not the right word for it. Distorts isn't either; this isn't a corrupt video file, isn't a tape marred with magnetic interference. It doesn't sound exactly like any of it, doesn't line up with anything he's heard before. He's not sure he's hearing it now, not all of it. All Jay knows is that it's wrong; it's completely wrong.]
[And he's trapped.]
[It's not a plan; it's barely anything. He's not thinking. He just--reaches over to one of the flimsy racks of equipment (media players from an infinite multiverse, machines he'd like to preserve if he weren't about to be murdered) and, with all of his panicked strength, yanks on it. Maybe, if he's lucky, he'll slow Alex down.]
[1D20 => 18]
[[Disclaimer: I started to suspect the roller I was using would default to 11, since I kept getting 11s, so I tried another one. We can treat this roll as an 11 or an 18.]]
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Alex--
[It's nearly inaudible, swallowed by the way Alex's voice splits.]
[That's not the right word for it. Distorts isn't either; this isn't a corrupt video file, isn't a tape marred with magnetic interference. It doesn't sound exactly like any of it, doesn't line up with anything he's heard before. He's not sure he's hearing it now, not all of it. All Jay knows is that it's wrong; it's completely wrong.]
[And he's trapped.]
[It's not a plan; it's barely anything. He's not thinking. He just--reaches over to one of the flimsy racks of equipment (media players from an infinite multiverse, machines he'd like to preserve if he weren't about to be murdered) and, with all of his panicked strength, yanks on it. Maybe, if he's lucky, he'll slow Alex down.]
[1D20 => 18]
[[Disclaimer: I started to suspect the roller I was using would default to 11, since I kept getting 11s, so I tried another one. We can treat this roll as an 11 or an 18.]]