The voice in the machine, Duo's voice, tired, coughed. "Fuck it's hot in here," A muttered under tone. "Okay. Um. Take six. Listen. Theres... they'll be some sorta record, so that you know how long I've been here.."
There was crackling silence. " And this is prerecorded, so shut up and listen."
Another slow inhale. " I still don't know quite, how... I thought It was oz, at first, or maybe someone else, but I don't know. I don't know how this started, I'm sorry. You're really my last chance to fix it, though. It's my fault you're here. My fault I'm here. Fuck. I'm gonna just call you you, that's how I have it written... I sent the device. The one that brought you here. Hopefully, erosion's done what it's supposed to do."
More silence. "I've done this five fucking times and I still don't know where to start! Alright. take seven. No, fuck it. Six still. I'm Duo Maxwell. I'm, what you might turn into. But we're not gonna do that. I'm changing the rules. The rules suck."