infinitus - the nowhere

[ The first thing which comes on to the screen is red; brilliant and flashing, liquid motion. A face replaces it a moment later, blurry and moving, features pretty but contorted into panic. Her voice is sharp, anger and fear cuddled with a sharp tinge of panic. ]

Arthur? Arthur? What is this thing? If you do not bring my child and husband back this very moment I will tear. This. Place. Apart.