[The feed picks up sniffling and quiet sobbing. It sounds like some rubble moves around her as she shifts about.

Her voice is strained yet she pauses enough to make it fairly obvious she's trying to sound dignified still.]

It stopped breaking.

[Another sniffle.]

H-hey. Someone... has night fallen yet? The light really really burned.... Tell me where the darkest place here is.

I






I don't want to fade away.