Usually, it would be rather unwise to try and make one's way through a mob of infected. It seemed like a bad idea. Bites and scratches didn't spread the infection, sure, but he still didn't want to go anywhere near them if he could avoid it.
But he couldn't avoid it. The Harbingers had asked him to try and contact the outside world. Maybe he should lie and just go back and say he didn't find it? The ones who lived the longest were not usually the ones who went barreling into the throngs like idiots...
Maybe there was some way around the throng of infected that were standing around the tower. There had to be, right? There was no way they seriously could expect him to just waltz right in there.
He lowered himself down to the ground, attempting to squat as well as he could though finding it rather painful considering the fracture in his leg. He closed his eyes for a moment, took a deep breath, and looked around for a hole in the throng that perhaps he could maneuver through. Nothing jumped out at him initially, but after a few moments, he saw it, mapping a path where he was pretty sure he could slip through without notice. He would try it, at least.
Emmanuel shook his body out, came back to his feet, winced, and started a slow path along, attempting to be quiet enough to not draw any attention. There were a few times that a movement made him still while he crossed his fingers he hadn't been seen, but thankfully, every single time, it turned out that he had been fine.
He made it to the radio tower. Now he just needed to climb up (unpleasant on his leg, more than unpleasant actually) and see if he could get in contact with anyone.
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Character's name: Emmanuel Eidenberg Character's faction: Apartments Character's journal link:Here Character's survival stats: x BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Dark brown hair, obvious Jewfro, hazel eyes, medium skin tone, bit lanky.
It was hard to reach the top of the stairs, and when he did, he had to stop and lean against the wall to take some of the pressure off his leg. This hurt like hell. All he wanted to do was go back into the lounge, sink into a chair, and not get up for a while.
A long while.
Once he was able to get back to his feet, he cringed at the amount of communications lines he saw in the room. Well damn. This was going to take a while. More time on his feet, though at least he wouldn't have to limp down the stairs for a bit.
The first communications line that he tried acted about how he expected, with a loud static that made him wince. Okay, not that one.
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Character's name: Emmanuel Eidenberg Character's faction: Apartments Character's journal link:Here Character's survival stats: x BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Dark brown hair, obvious Jewfro, hazel eyes, medium skin tone, bit lanky.
Alright, time to try a different line. He swapped to a different line and immediately heard something.
"Hello?"
"Hello!" Emmanuel attempted to get their attention. "This is Emmanuel!"
"This is --"
And it was gone. Dammit.
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Character's name: Emmanuel Eidenberg Character's faction: Apartments Character's journal link:Here Character's survival stats: x BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Dark brown hair, obvious Jewfro, hazel eyes, medium skin tone, bit lanky.
The next line he tried, he could have swore he heard something, but it was hard to make out. There was too much background static, and it was hard to decipher. "Can you speak up, I can't hear you!"
He expected they couldn't hear him either when nothing changed, and so, he switched that line off and went to another one.
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Character's name: Emmanuel Eidenberg Character's faction: Apartments Character's journal link:Here Character's survival stats: x BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Dark brown hair, obvious Jewfro, hazel eyes, medium skin tone, bit lanky.
Character's name: Emmanuel Eidenberg Character's faction: Apartments Character's journal link:Here Character's survival stats: x BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Dark brown hair, obvious Jewfro, hazel eyes, medium skin tone, bit lanky.
Compared to the other lines he was getting, the next one he was getting was loud and clear. He was fairly sure, after hearing the message, that it was because this was coming from somewhere in Delta. Probably the designated emergency station or something.
"This is prerecorded emergency broadcast. If you are listening to this, you are in critical danger."
He had noticed.
"Find the nearest shelter immediately and hide until further authorities notify you. Do not attempt to contact local authorities. Do not leave your house. This is not a drill."
Why had he left his house? Emmanuel glanced out of the radio tower and noted that this was probably a good question. Hopefully they managed to get the weapons from the Harbingers so this would all be worth the trouble...
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Character's name: Emmanuel Eidenberg Character's faction: Apartments Character's journal link:Here Character's survival stats: x BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Dark brown hair, obvious Jewfro, hazel eyes, medium skin tone, bit lanky.
There was talking again, but he couldn't really make it out. After last time, he decided that it likely wasn't worth it to keep trying with this one, so he just switched lines.
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Character's name: Emmanuel Eidenberg Character's faction: Apartments Character's journal link:Here Character's survival stats: x BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Dark brown hair, obvious Jewfro, hazel eyes, medium skin tone, bit lanky.
Character's name: Emmanuel Eidenberg Character's faction: Apartments Character's journal link:Here Character's survival stats: x BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Dark brown hair, obvious Jewfro, hazel eyes, medium skin tone, bit lanky.
Emmanuel was about ready to switch the radio again when something suddenly came in loud and mostly clear. He stopped, rapt.
"-- you don't know me but I'm here to help you. Don't listen to anything they tell you. They have it wrong."
They? Who were they?
" -- Listen closely."
Alright, he'd just keep quiet then.
"-- undying are not the problem. The thorns are. They cannot be destroyed. Avoid them -- contagious -- do not touch. -- spread. That's how the virus replicates."
He knew the thorns were bad news considering how many of them had sprouted up after Day Zero, but just how bad they were had not struck him until now. His eyes widened. This was huge. Hugely bad. He needed to get back and tell Zelda at least immediately.
Though perhaps she already knew--
"-- too late for you. They will not let you leave."
Wait, what? "What do you mean it's too late for us?! What do you mean?!" Emmanuel refused to believe it was ever too late. He wasn't going to die here. They were going to come and get them out, or maybe they would find some way to get the hell away from Delta, he wasn't going to die here.
He smashed the button again and tried to demand an answer, but there was nothing.
This couldn't be good.
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Character's name: Emmanuel Eidenberg Character's faction: Apartments Character's journal link:Here Character's survival stats: x BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Dark brown hair, obvious Jewfro, hazel eyes, medium skin tone, bit lanky.
The same message came in again, so Emmanuel took the chance to listen to it a bit more carefully, mentally noting everything that was being said so he could recite it back verbatim. At least, as soon as he could locate a pen and paper, he could jot it down. He was going to do that.
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Character's name: Emmanuel Eidenberg Character's faction: Apartments Character's journal link:Here Character's survival stats: x BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Dark brown hair, obvious Jewfro, hazel eyes, medium skin tone, bit lanky.
More static. Perhaps he had gotten the important information out of this tower already.
Admittedly, it sounded like it. The longer he stayed here, the more uneasy he got, anyway, with the mobs of infected below. He was going to get out of here. Perhaps get back to the Apartments. Emmanuel had learned some things that sounded like they could be big problems...
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Character's name: Emmanuel Eidenberg Character's faction: Apartments Character's journal link:Here Character's survival stats: x BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Dark brown hair, obvious Jewfro, hazel eyes, medium skin tone, bit lanky.
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