[Gather round, children, literal or otherwise, for Kesara has a tale to tell. What a tale it is. She's even telling it while sitting by a fireplace. Her eyes gleam in the flickering darkness as she begins, in a low-pitched, expert voice.]

It was that terrible first night after the creatures took on forms we knew. A day of alarm and a night of horrors. I'd wandered all day through the snowfall, pushing ahead of the shadow that pursued me. A mockery with my teacher's face. Oh, how I loathed it! But weaponless, weak from hunger, what could I do but hope the snow would hide my tracks? All day I defied it, picking my careful path, but night was coming. Exhaustion crept up. Soon, I knew, I will be overcome.

Just as the black worm of despair was gnawing through my guts, I spotted it - shelter, at last! A light in the distance. Though I made for it for all haste, the creature sensed my hope. Fast on my heels, it set upon me, and imagine my terror when I saw what awaited at salvation's door! For it had half a dozen fellows, lurking in wait, each one more hideous than the last. In my great need I called, help, help! thinking no man could truly be so brave as to come to my aid.

And yet, the door opened! Out came two brave men! First Kain, grim in his helmet, set to swift action; then Zell, all ablaze with righteous fury! Defying death and danger, they opened the door to my desperate flight. Though I stumbled, Kain came to my side, raising me up with his courage, while Zell faced the fiends all by his lonesome. Stop, they both cried, and stop the creatures did! A brief respite, before their vile claws were again upon us, but that moment's pause was all my rescuers needed. Through the snowfall, swift as eagles and bold and able as cavaliers, they bore me up and brought me to safety, so that I live to tell this tale today. Here only we can celebrate their courage, but surely their fine chests would not have shamed the Victoria Cross!

[Finished, she sits back, quite pleased with her own riveting delivery, giving the camera a nod of satisfaction.]

And no matter what different things you might have dreamed or remembered, that's exactly how it happened.

Characters: Beckett and House, then Beckett and Haurchefant sadpire double feature
Location: Buildings 58, then 50
Date: Night 111/Day 112
Summary: Beckett catches House, gets too angsty to do anything useful with it, has to get caught by Tol Elf in turn.
Warnings: Death talk, self-harm and suicide ideation and plans, SERIOUSLY this one will be bad.

[Though Shiro's name is attached to the message, he is not initially visible in the video. Instead, there is a slow, panning shot of the inside of the chapel. After about 10 seconds of that, Shiro finally turns the tablet back to him, and he is suddenly visible. Though for those who know him, he doesn't look quite right. Or rather, his eyes don't look quite right. The red pupils are fully dilated, like he just had an eye exam or something. Additionally, it looks as though his eyes aren't even focusing on the tablet itself.

When he speaks, he sounds immensely frustrated, with a touch of anxiousness mixed in.]

I already know how dumb this is going to sound, so nobody give me any sass about it. If you're going to say anything, just answer my question.

Can somebody tell me where I am?