B4 recording: 5
>location: main hallway
[heavy breathing]
[shuffling before the sound gets muffled]
[indistinguishable words]
[recorder is moved again]
[BANG]
B1: B5! I'm coming in
[frantic footsteps]
B4: fuck-careful 1!
[more running]
[loud panting]
[a sharp gasp is heard]
B4: [high pitched] 6?!
B1: [choked cry] DOnT! Stop just stay back!
[BANG]
[loud squelching noise]
[something slumps onto the ground]
[light sounds of crying with panting accompanying it]
B1: [slowly gulps] ugh-fuck. FUCK! Where's 5. Shit don't tell me 6 got to them.
B4: [blubbers] I-they might be hiding.
B4: [quietly] dear fuck.. there's so much mold...
[sounds of rustling as doors are knocked on]
[a loud grunt accompanies another loud bang]
B1: 5? are you in here?!
[loud gasps of concern as the distinct sound of slickness is heard]
[a low groan bellows from inside the bath tub]
[rushing slosh is heard from a faucet]
B1: ... get the fuck out of here 4.
B4: what?
B1: Get. The. Fuck. Out. Of. Here.
B4: No! I-
B1: NOW. GET OUT.
[slight cry as frantic footsteps is heard]
[sobs takes up most of the audio during this phase as well as indistinguishable babbling]
[distantly, muffled voices are heard]
[voices begin to grow in volume]
[door opens]
B2: [groggily]... 4 what's going-
[2 is cut off as they are pulled into a tight hug]
[2 is barely able to console 4 as they cry out]
B5: [distantly] ...So this is it. I-I just. [pause] Good fucking, good show 1! You almost got me y'know?!
B2: Is that...5?
B1: Shut. UP 5!
B5: Got me thinking t-that we stood a fucking CHANCE-
[BANG]
[severals screams are heard as B5 yowls in pain]
B5: You fucking shot me?!
B2: what's going on?!
B4: wait-no 2!
[a struggle is heard as B4 begs B2 not to go. A loud thump is heard as more yelling takes up the background. The tussle continues before B4 lets out a cry of pain. B2 having struck them. Frantic steps are heard with B2 screaming]
[another struggle happens as B1 and B2 can be heard fighting against one another. B4 sobs from their position as B5 groans from pain]
B2: N-NO! DON'T KILL OUR RESIDENTS!
[more struggling as another BANG erupts from the room]
[B4 screams in response]
B1: THey. arE. I N F E C T E D! We /have/ to dispose of them!
B2: We can't! There's not much left. B1, please. Please, I can't lose another. Maybe they'll be okay! Maybe they are immune!
B1: No. Not when we are this close to getting out. we can't carry that risk 2!
B5: [pitifully cries] no no no, awe no please guys. [painful cry] I'm-I'm fine! I'm okay! No no, please don't. I'm okay! I'm okay! I ' m n n ot infec ted!
B1: Move out of the way B2. That. Is. An. Order.
B2: Please 1, we can't! we can't!
[grunts before more fighting is heard]
[something is shoved onto the floor]
[B2 can be heard hastily crying out as B5 whimpers]
B5: Not me, not me. B1, not me, please not-[B A N G]
[a croak is heard before something slumps into a liquid, creating a loud squelch]
[the room quiets as whimpers and panting is all that can be heard]
>recording forced stopped