Leeson's voice crackles on channel, “Guys, you are NOT gonna' believe this!” he seems to be breathing heavily, like he's seen something incredible. “Jillian is here, and - and - and…” he falters, seemingly at a loss for words. His silence stretches on.
“I have no idea if you can hear this, but there's no time for a sit-rep,” comes Tiny's voice, “Just a quick observation - two NYPD patrol drones have just reported that you guys have vanished from sight. They're not going to enter the perimeter of The Park until New York's Finest have dispatched some heavy-hitting wiz-weavers, because nothing else is adding up. Natch, nobody is going in there after you, so you should be safe for a while. At least there are some of us out here at The Plex that hope you are: there's something on the order of twenty-five to one odds that you idiots have been waxed by approaching too closely where elephants are fighting. Nobody knows who you are, exactly, just that you've been spotted going over the wall, and now there have been fireworks…”
Leeson finds his voice again a few seconds later. “I'm not sure we're supposed to see this, guys.” he says, “Because some of those casters down there appear to be, um, well, maybe undead or something. I know that two of them are Vampires for sure - the rest, I'm not so sure. But I think they tend to clear out witnesses, to keep a clamp down on the rumor mill…” his voice trails off.
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