[Audio clicks on]

I don't know what to do anymore. I can't stop thinking about that—that thing, in the tunnels. What was it? I don't think it was human. And it definitely wasn't mechanical.

I haven't strayed farther than the retail store next door ever since that day. At first I stayed inside, but as always, that was starting to drive me insane. And I haven't seen anything, so...

I don't know.

I don't know if I made it up. Maybe I am insane. Maybe none of this is real and I just made it all up. Maybe I'm dead. Maybe the big collapse really did kill us. Maybe—

Okay, no, I can't think like that.

I need to get supplies; I used up pretty much all of that spray paint on the convenience store walls, I'm entirely out of pads, and there's almost no canned food left.

...Meaning I have to go out again. Really out.

[Jordyn goes quiet for a moment]

I don't want to go out. I want to stay here where it's safe, with Niki and Gramps. Even if Gramps won't so much as look at me anymore and Niki's room smells like rot every time I crack the door open to put out food for him.

...

I know I have I go out. And I will eventually. But it's too late in the afternoon to do it today.

Tomorrow.

...

No. I'm doing it today.

It would be better to do it tomorrow though.

No. Today. Screw it.

[Fabric rustles, before a window slides open. Jordyn's footsteps begin briskly, but quickly slow to a more tentative pace]

It's quiet. That's good.

I think.

[The several-minute walk is silent but for her footsteps]

We made it. Safely. Maybe there really is nothing out here.

[A shop door bell rings. Jordyn shrieks]

Oh—Lights, I don't know why that scared me. It's not like I haven't been here before. Stupid bell.

[More quiet footsteps]

I just need some food and the pads, and then I can get out of here. Screw the paint; I'm going straight home after this. I'll do digital art.

[There are a few little noises of Jordyn gathering supplies]

See? Not that hard. I don't know why I was even so scared to begin with. It was really that si...Oh, no. No, no, no!

[A deep rumbling can now be heard, along with rattling]

We haven't had an earthquake in months! Why now?!

[The rumbling deepens. Jordyn's voice shouting an indistinguishable expletive mixes in with the cacophony of creaking, rattling, and crumbling, but her scream pierces through it all clearly. The quaking continues for several minutes, gradually quietening until finally ceasing. Now all that can be heard is Jordyn's shaky breathing]

No, no, no, no, nonononono...This can't be real.

It can't be real!

I'm...I'm not stuck in the tunnels. The floor did not just collapse under me. NONE OF THIS IS REAL!

[Jordyn's voice cracks, and echoes in the emptiness]

I...need to go home.

[Rocks or cement bits clink gently together as Jordyn shifts]

Ouch—Lights! My ankle... I need to get out of here.

There's gotta be a way out, right? It's so dark...

[The sound of Jordyn's movements is unsteady and irregular]

Home...Where's the exit? Where am I?

[She wanders about for a significant amount of time. Abruptly more rocks can heard sliding, and Jordyn shrieks again]

NO!!

Lights, I can't just keep falling! Where even am I?! I need to go home! I am not going to get stuck down here!

[There is now desperate scratching at the rocks]

Niki!! Gramps!! Anyone?! Help! I need help! NIKI!!

I need...help...

Don't leave me alone...

[Her scratching stops, replaced with sobs]

...Don't leave me alone...please.

[A tinny electronic voice beeps]

Memory space low. Please replace card as soon as possible.

[Jordyn sniffs]

You—you're kidding me...Now..?

...

Fine, I—I guess I have to shut this off now.

[End of audio]