accidental video;

[bookbending]

[The video feed starts. There's nothing exciting to see; this particular device has been discarded in the frenzied panic the monsters have inspired, giving the network little to see but a whitewashed apartment wall.

The ambient nose is ghoulish: moans, groans, short phrases from the more articulate creatures, nails screeching along windows, rattling at the door. A dog is barking, low and angry.]

Hamlet? It's okay, boy.

[Jinora's voice, soon joined by her worried-looking face as she picks the device up.]

They can't get-- [The girl gasps and clutches the network device close. There's a brief view of the front window where a man, pale-faced and undoubtedly in some stage of decay, puts a gnarled hand against the glass. His voice is almost inaudible, but a word can be made out.]

Disappointment. Disssssapointment...

[The network device clatters to the ground. Quietly, disbelieving, Jinora whispers:]

Daddy?

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[video]

[bookbending]

But what if it is him?

[video]

[georgeous]

Then there is nothing you can do for him now. Nothing you'd say would even get through to him.

[video]

[bookbending]

I'm sorry, but I need to try.

[video]

[georgeous]

[ For a small moment George presses his painted lips together tightly without responding. ]

Even if it was him, he's not himself right now. He'd never forgive himself if he hurt you, so don't approach him. It's extremely dangerous.

[video]

[bookbending]

I need to go-- [sir? ma'am?]

I'm really sorry.

[video]

[georgeous]

Don't!

[ Children! Why did they need to be so stubborn? ]

[video]

[bookbending]

[There's another 'sorry' before the girl turns the device off.]