[The video begins with a shot up Charles' nose before he moves the camera up and out to the rest of his face- mostly the left half of his face, actually. There's blood smeared on his forehead, and he looks pale. Also pissed.]Okay, listen. First things first, we didn't start it. Second things... second, he's not dead. For now.
And third thing, I would just really like to know who the
hell this guy is.
[The tablet is turned around to show a body on the ground, face down. A hand comes into frame, and it's heavily but sloppily bandaged, red soaking through. There might be one fewer finger there than there's supposed to be. The hand tentatively grabs the nearest shoulder- there's a muttered-] shit- [And then the man on the ground is rolled over. It's Beckett, for those who recognize him, though Charles, clearly, does not. He's unconscious, and there's blood on his face, too. Mostly near his mouth.]This asshole, I'm pretty sure he just
swallowed my goddamn finger, and you probably don't wanna see what he did to Charlie. I don't really wanna smash his face in with a hammer, but it's also really kinda tempting.
[Charles brings the tablet back up to himself.]For now I just need to know: who is this guy? And why the hell did he just try to kill us?
[A pause. Charles looks uncertain about this next part. Wary, maybe.]Also... are there... any... doctors listening? I think Charlie might be in trouble.