[as the recording begins, a shaky shot of Angelina is seen. it takes a few moments for Angelina to realize that the little starfish she had just found was doing... something.]What a... strange little thing.
[her tone is rather dull and sullen, which is a complete contrast to how she usually is. after a moment, she glances away from the recording device to look at her surroundings.]Where... where exactly is this place? G-Grell? ... Grell, y-you idiot! Where are you?!
[she pauses]Sebastian? ...Ciel? ...
anyone?
[silence is the only answer she receives at the moment, and she heaves a sigh. after a few moments, she mumbles to herself, unaware that the SFC is recording still.]
Alone again. It seems that I truly am cursed...
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