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Recording 4

Hiya. Umm... Beatrix here.

It has been approximately one hour since Blight's last recording.

I'm here right now instead of Blight because he's a little traumatized right now.

Blight's voice in the background: WHY THE FUCK CAN'T I FIND THAT CAMERA?!

Very traumatized right now.

Ever since his return from the last experiment, he's been trying to find the hidden camera that he claims to be in this cell for quite a long time now.

Blight's voice sounded through the speakers

Blight: You don't understand, Trix. I can sense every single electronic ever since they shocked me with that damned thing. I can sense the lights, the computers, the cameras, even that thing you're holding in your paws right now. But I just can't seem to find that god damned camera.

Beatrix: Maybe there isn't one? I mean, between Rex and the camera outside the cells, don't you think they'll be certain that we can't leave without them knowing?

Blight: That...

Silence

Blight: Okay, you make a good point. Listen, Trix. What I said was true. I can sense electronics now. Even use them, to some extent.

Beatrix: I can use electronics too.

Blight: No. I mean like, remotely. I can control them without even touching them.

Beatrix: Alright, try to control this tablet I'm holding.

Blight: I can't. There's a firewall in it.

Beatrix: What's a firewall?

Blight: I don't know! Look, you want proof?

A sudden SNAP! is heard in the background, presumably Blight turning off the lights

Beatrix: Holy crap! Did you do that?

Blight: Listen, Trix. This is really bad.

Beatrix: How? From what I can see, you've got some really cool powers from those experiments.

Blight: No! I mean, yeah, these powers are pretty cool. But they're gonna be experimenting on me more after this. I mean, what lengths will they go to replicate my ability?

Beatrix: Now that you put it that way...

Blight: We need to escape. Like, right now!

Beatrix: Blight, calm down.

Blight: No time to stay calm. I'll go scout out the area. We're leaving tonight.

Beatrix: It's 6pm.

Blight: Exactly why we should hurry. Gotta go!

*sigh*

Blight worries me sometimes.

He can get too impulsive at times, especially when he's paranoid about something, which he always is.

I get where he's coming from, though. His new ability will definitely attract more attention from the scientists. I can't bear to see him being tormented more than he already is. Besides, now's a good time as any to escape, seeing as the guys that are holding us probably aren't prepared for Blight's new ability yet.

However, I should probably calm him down a bit before he pulls his own fur out.

Umm, how do I end this? Beatrix out, I guess.

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Beatrix found Blight pacing around near the door of their containment chamber with clear worry on his face.

"I can probably hack the door open... or could I? What if they employ their laser guns? What about their traps?" Blight muttered worriedly.

Beatrix did not know much about the place she was contained in since she didn't get chosen for experimentations nearly as much as Blight did, so laser guns are definitely news for her, but she managed to keep a calm expression.

"Blight," Beatrix said softly, but her brother didn't pay her any mind.

"Land mines, electrified floors, automated turrets..." Blight continued listing down defenses that their captors have in place.

Beatrix continued maintaining a calm expression, though it had become increasingly difficult. "Blight..."

"Wonder if they would deploy their nuclear weaponry..."

"BLIGHT!" Beatrix shouted. Half to get his attention and half to prevent herself from curling up into a ball and weep in fear, something she still considered doing.

That seemed to do the trick, as Blight immediately snapped into attention.

"Listen, Blight. Worrying about it now isn't gonna help."

"Quite the contrary," Blight said. "Worrying about it now might prevent us from suffering from it later."

"There are some things you can't prevent."

"And I intend to prevent as much as I can," Blight sighed. "You haven't been through a big portion of the facility, you don't know what these guys are capable of."

"Then tell me," Beatrix looked up at Blight, being a few inches shorter than the latter. "Tell me what they're capable of so I can help."

"You don't need to help, Trix," Blight sighed. "I promised dad that I'll protect you, before he and mom..." Blight choked on his words for a moment, blinking back a drop of tear.

Beatrix looked at her brother solemnly before wrapping him into a hug. Blight resisted meekly before hugging back.

"Blight," Beatrix pushed her brother back a bit. "I know that you antagonize the scientists all the time so that they'll target you for the testing instead of me. I know that you always complain about the heat during the colder nights so I won't feel bad taking the only blanket they give us." Blight opened his mouth, but Beatrix interrupted him, "But you don't need to do all that, I'm not some defenseless creature that needs you watching over constantly."

Beatrix stared Blight into the eye. "You don't need to do everything alone, not when I can help."

Blight hesitated for a moment before sighing in defeat. "Fine, I'll tell you. Just promise me that you curl into a ball and weep in fear, okay?"

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Sweet. Turns out, I can just edit in audio into the recordings through my new...abilities.

Anyways, Blight here. Sorry that Trix had to do the first part of the recording instead of me.

Although I assume that it's been less than a second since Trix concluded her part of the recording, it's been around half an hour since she recorded that. During that time, I told her about my plan of escaping.

I figured that since the recording was so short, I'm just better off adding in this part of the audio.

If you're hearing this. That means our escape attempt has failed. You're better off not trying to save us now. I might be too valuable for Blood Rend to kill, but Trix isn't.

To be honest, if anything happened to Trix, I don't think I'll have much of a motivation to keep going either.

Or maybe we actually escaped. I doubt that we'll keep this thing for long, so that means it'll end up in a river somewhere, where it'll be so broken beyond repair from constant tides of the water that it'll be impossible for you to even hear this recording.

So yeah, probably the first one.

On that happy note, it's time for the great escape.

How are we gonna escape? You may ask.

Well, I'm not gonna tell you. If you're a scientist and you somehow get ahold of this thing before the attempt, Trix and I will be utterly fu-, um, screwed.

Let's just say it'll be a dark night here in the facility.

*Recording End*

No, I'm not dead yet. Yes, this fanfic is still gonna continue to be updated. No, I do not even have a remotely valid excuse for the late update.

I guess an update after 2 weeks is faster than most stories on this site. But said stories are actually good soooo.

Anyways, thanks for the patient wait. I'll try to keep my updates weekly from now on. No promises though.