Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20160626032211/@comment-5583506-20160721041604

As Ravos investigated the object he unknowingly struck some sort of lever on the backside of the metallic box, causing the small cogwheels to unwind and the discs to start spinning.

Sibern flinched and took a step back as if he feared that the contraption would explode in his face. But then he stopped for a moment as he heard a sound coming from the metallic box, other than just the scraping of the cogwheels teeth.

It was a really muffled and raspy sound, but he would recognise the sound of heavy breathing anywhere. Then a male voice began to speak.

"Testing, testing?"

"Hello?" Sibern said anxiously, wondering just how such an apparatus could speak.

"Oh, good this thing works..."

"Who are you and why are..." Sibern didn't get much further before the voice continued, which made Sibern realise that the voice wasn't in fact talking to them at all. The voice simply spoke from the past. It was like listening to someone reading a diary out loud.

He felt silly. For a moment he had believed that the small contraption was actually sentient or that some sort of magic had bound a person within. It didn't take him long to realise that this machine was some sort of device to... store a person's voice... or experiences. Like a log.

He then continued to listen.

''"This latest storm has been hitting us pretty hard right now for..." ''The voice sighed heavily. "60? Maybe 80 hours? With no end in sight. Down underground it's hard to tell the time and up on the surface you can barely see the sun because of all the dust and shit blinding you."

Sibern glanced over at Ravos askingly, wondering just what sort of device they had found.