[ Dewey is crouched under the piano in the casino, which is well-barricaded, his legs drawn up to his chest. He looks over his knees at the device. ]
Hi. I'm okay. I haven't been able to get home, but I'm okay.
[ He's scared. Terrified, really, but he's trying not to show it - though the video does shake a bit. ]
In case anyone I know was worried.
[ Eden or Frankie, especially, of course, but he's gotten to know a few people here.
There's a noise off-screen, and he gasps, turning suddenly in that direction. A moment later, he turns his attention back and shuts off the feed. He'll never say how much he misses his family, but right now he'd do nearly anything to have them here - any one of them, really - or to go home.
He really wants to go home. ]
Hi. I'm okay. I haven't been able to get home, but I'm okay.
[ He's scared. Terrified, really, but he's trying not to show it - though the video does shake a bit. ]
In case anyone I know was worried.
[ Eden or Frankie, especially, of course, but he's gotten to know a few people here.
There's a noise off-screen, and he gasps, turning suddenly in that direction. A moment later, he turns his attention back and shuts off the feed. He'll never say how much he misses his family, but right now he'd do nearly anything to have them here - any one of them, really - or to go home.
He really wants to go home. ]
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