>Location: C1 room

[silence]

[sigh]

C1: Alright . I think they went back inside . . . .

[fumbling as he picks up the recorder]

C1: Glad to know C4 still understands their job . . .

[footsteps]

C1: A1 told me not to trust them but they weren't that infected . We already are down a man . We can't keep loosing more . . . .

[Door opens]

[silence]

C1: what . . what the f.u.c.k . . . ?

C1: [muttering] 1 . . . 2 . . . 3 . . . 4 . . .

[silence]

[door shuts]

C1: I need to sleep-no i need a drink .

[recorder gets thrown]

C1: [distantly] 5 . . . 5 . . . 5 . . . no no no . . . there's . . . they must be confused . . .

no no no . . . .

[Fiddles with safe]

[click click click]

[ker-chunk]

C1: where is it . . . I know i hid it somewhere . . . where . . . ?

[clink]

C1: there . . . !

[bottle opens before being poured into a gla.s.s]

[silence aside for the occasional gulping and muttering and pouring into a gla.s.s . ]

>recording max reached

>60:00 @@