[There is no video to go along with the voice. However, the voice seems to be muffled by the barrier of the door blocking it's way from entering. Which was a good thing, seeing that Neah wasn't prepared for his shadow to appear at the moment. Luckily, his shotgun had been near him, and the sound of a shotgun can be heard loading. That is, until, another sound can also be heard.]
My, how rude~ You are not opening the door for me? Then allow me to open it myself. [Remember all those times that Neah used a shotgun to break into many rooms? Well. It's happening to him now. Except for the fact, his shadow just ripped off the doorknob with it's hand and kicked the door open and off the hinges for good measure. Which, for some odd reason, caused the video feed to flick on to reveal it was Neah and his shadow.]
I was beginning to wonder when you would arrive. How rude of you to interrupt my slumber... [Neah knew that his gun wouldn't work. Not against this thing.] Now, what can I help you with? Are you here to sprout nonsense in my face?
[The shadow simply smiled and stepped into the room. The video feed begins to static, but you can faintly see a few creatures following the shadow who were pretty damn ready to kill Neah on the spot.]
Nonsense? I'm here to tell the city of Prospero what you've been hiding... [A pause, and the shadow sneers at him.] Why not tell everyone why we wear this face? How we robbed someone -- No, not just someone but Allen Walker, your nephew -- of his life and memories just for revenge...
How about we speak about the fact you feel guilty for not protecting and allowing the the one person you swore to protect die~?
[None of you have probably seen Neah mad, but the original is starting to get just a bit angry. Knowing this would happen did not help the fact that it was happening to him right now.] You call other's pathetic... But you are nothing but a pathetic lying fool.
[The shadow glances over at the video.
get ready for a paranormal activity moment Smiling pleasantly at the camera while the two creatures that followed behind embrace themselves to attack what they were ordered to kill.]
We do not need an audience for this. [The feed clicks off.]