>Location: C1 room
[silence]
[sigh]
C1: Alright. I think they went back inside....
[fumbling as he picks up the recorder]
C1: Glad to know C4 still understands their job...
[footsteps]
C1: A1 told me not to trust them but they weren't that infected. We already are down a man. We can't keep loosing more....
[Door opens]
[silence]
C1: what.. what the fuck...?
C1: [muttering] 1... 2... 3... 4...
[silence]
[door shuts]
C1: I need to sleep-no i need a drink.
[recorder gets thrown]
C1: [distantly] 5... 5... 5... no no no... there's... they must be confused...
no no no....
[Fiddles with safe]
[click click click]
[ker-chunk]
C1: where is it... I know i hid it somewhere... where...?
[clink]
C1: there...!
[bottle opens before being poured into a glass]
[silence aside for the occasional gulping and muttering and pouring into a glass.]
>recording max reached
>60:00