entranceway | [radio] this is much worse than the subway

[Cecil has never had to broadcast from a handheld radio before. It's practically a walkie-talkie. He's not even sure if this is getting out to anyone, but a radio personality is nothing without an audience. Maybe literally.]

[The broadcast sounds like there are at least four hooded figures with Cecil as he talks, all distortion and static.]

Hello? Night V--er--Wonderland? Sor--kssssss--ssional broadcast, but I'm coming to you from a handheld, and well...I'm not even--fffssssss--nyone is hearing this. Seems we're in the midst of an event again. I can only assume that all of my fellow Wonderland denizens share my current fate and are trapped in a se--kzzt--erground mines.

The signal is so very weak, Wonderland. I hope you can hear my v--sssss. I hope it brings you some comfort; some modicum of human contact in these trying times. I hope that all of you are still alive and well. There are ma--fsss--onsters about, and a dangerous-looking lake. If you are in a group, stay in your group. There is strength in numbers, Wonderland.

[There's a pause and then--since there's no Station Management around to yell at him, and Cecil is more afraid than he's been in awhile--he decides to get personal.]

Carlos? If you can hear me...if you are--zzzzfffff--lease...please be safe.

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Hello? Hello, I can hear you! Very faint...are you--ksshhhhhh--ere? Can you hear me?

[There's a voice coming in - finally - and she responds--]

Jack? Where are you? Do you--

[-- before she realizes that's not the right voice. She stops abruptly - but this time it's not because of the reception.]

... I can hear you.

Hello...? I'm sorry, this isn't Jack...it's Cecil. Who--kssss--s this?

Chell.

[... Ha. She'd never had a problem with going solo through abandoned tunnels before. But now...]

Were you looking for so▒▒▒one?

Hello, Chell. I'm looking for Carlos...though honestly, I'm just happy to hear someone's voice. Are you doing alright?

Well enough.

[She sighs.]

Who's Carlos?

I'm glad to hear it. Carlos is my boyfriend...he's down here somewhere.

[Ah. A similar situation, almost.]

Everyone is.

[Well, it's true.

... She's silent, thinking. She closes her eyes.]

What does Carlos look like.

[She can keep an eye out for him if she knows that. She might as well. It's them against the mansion, after all.]

Yeah...I figured as much. It's all really quite awful, isn't it?

Carlos is a scientist, so he might be wearing a labcoat. He's got thick, black, perfect hair, dark, flawless skin, warm, beautiful brown eyes, and a voice that is like dark chocolate.