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[[The camera’s audio switches on first, before an image flickers onto the screen, perhaps due to damage from the last malfunction day.
A young woman with white hair, who looks strikingly similar to Zoe fades into Zoe’s room as Zoe seems to be concentrating on something in the middle distance, her palms held upwards as she stares intently out the window. After several moments she relaxes and turns around only to give an exclamation of shock before she can utter a name, “Cassandra?!”
The white haired girl, Cassandra, was previously ignoring Zoe, but at the sound of her name she whips around, anger written clear on her face, “What the hell do you want from me, Zoe?”
Cassandra spits the name as if it’s the worst thing she could possibly say. Zoe’s shock turns to confusion as she becomes wary, “What do you mean, what do I want? I…I can’t believe it’s you. How did you get here?”
Cassandra snarls back a reply, stalking several steps forward, “What does it matter to you?”
Finally, Zoe’s natural aggression snaps and she surges forward, nose to nose with Cassandra. Now that they are standing right next to each other, their similarity becomes even clearer, their expressions of rage nearly identical as Zoe yells, “Everything! What has happened to you? All this time I thought you were dead and now you just appear in my room like it’s nothing! And then you have the audacity to yell at me? Don’t you have any idea how much I’ve been through? Everyone is dead! Isaiah, Joshua, Adam! Does it even matter to you? Do you even care? Cassandra, I-”
Zoe turns away, tears streaking down her cheeks as she collapses on her bed, unable to meet Cassandra’s eye. Cassandra doesn’t seem touched by Zoe’s outburst at all. Instead she looks even angrier, if possible. Suddenly, she spots the camera and stalks towards it, turning it off, but the audio stays on for a few more seconds and catches Cassandra’s words, “It’s all your fault! How dare-”
Then the audio fizzles out.]]
A young woman with white hair, who looks strikingly similar to Zoe fades into Zoe’s room as Zoe seems to be concentrating on something in the middle distance, her palms held upwards as she stares intently out the window. After several moments she relaxes and turns around only to give an exclamation of shock before she can utter a name, “Cassandra?!”
The white haired girl, Cassandra, was previously ignoring Zoe, but at the sound of her name she whips around, anger written clear on her face, “What the hell do you want from me, Zoe?”
Cassandra spits the name as if it’s the worst thing she could possibly say. Zoe’s shock turns to confusion as she becomes wary, “What do you mean, what do I want? I…I can’t believe it’s you. How did you get here?”
Cassandra snarls back a reply, stalking several steps forward, “What does it matter to you?”
Finally, Zoe’s natural aggression snaps and she surges forward, nose to nose with Cassandra. Now that they are standing right next to each other, their similarity becomes even clearer, their expressions of rage nearly identical as Zoe yells, “Everything! What has happened to you? All this time I thought you were dead and now you just appear in my room like it’s nothing! And then you have the audacity to yell at me? Don’t you have any idea how much I’ve been through? Everyone is dead! Isaiah, Joshua, Adam! Does it even matter to you? Do you even care? Cassandra, I-”
Zoe turns away, tears streaking down her cheeks as she collapses on her bed, unable to meet Cassandra’s eye. Cassandra doesn’t seem touched by Zoe’s outburst at all. Instead she looks even angrier, if possible. Suddenly, she spots the camera and stalks towards it, turning it off, but the audio stays on for a few more seconds and catches Cassandra’s words, “It’s all your fault! How dare-”
Then the audio fizzles out.]]