[ The message goes up early in the day, almost immediately after Castiel wakes up. He's careful to hold his tablet the correct distance away and have it pointed at him before he starts recording - this is important, and he doesn't want anyone to be sidetracked by his confusion regarding these devices. ]

Those of you who stepped into the role of this town's Prophet last night; I need you to tell me what the beings with lights in their mouths looked like to you.

[ It's a demand as much as it is a request. He has to know if the others were being made to kill angelic effigies, immediately. Facial expressions are still something he has to make a conscious effort to preform most of the time, but even with his body language at its usual formal-neutral, there's a noticeable undercurrent of rattled desperation to his tone. Clearly the dream didn't treat him well. ]

Hi! It's Magenta again. If you don't remember me, I recently had a hand in releasin' a certain someone from a certain somewhere, and maybe you heard about that!

[That's putting it all very mildly.]

But that's not what I'm here to talk about...or, maybe it is, but not directly? Y'see, that venture didn't end well, and I reckon I passed out, or passed on, and wound up somewhere else. From what I heard, that's normal! About as normal as this place is willin' to get, anyways.

Anyways, I didn't notice this 'til pretty recent, but I'm not able to see myself! I have this mirror, here, but I'm just...not there. I know there's been weird shit goin' on, so I just wanted to know if anybody else had somethin' similar happen in these past few days! Also, can y'all see me? I can't see me, and I'm worried nobody else can. Arrivaderci!

[He signs off, before quickly hopping back onto the network for an addendum:]

That means "bye-bye" in Italian, I've heard.

Characters: Angel, Rhys, Dumpy and ~*~*A SPECIAL GUEST*~*~
Location: Building 39
Date: Day 213, late evening/night
Summary: Two malnourished twenty-somethings share a mug of bourbon and make the worst decision of all time. Also Dumpy screams, probably.
Warnings: Drinking! Language! Dumb shit!

( What's that? You want me to drink you? )