the following is a transcript made from a tape recording found in the deceased's room:
is it going... the tape? are we recording?
yeah, it's ok.
|m: alright, go ahead. i mean, ask me about it.|
|[sound of paper or pages being turned]|
|u: OK... i forget, what was it again?|
|m: shit, stop it. stop the tape.|
|[sound of movement]|
|u: no, no. wait. keep going.
just edit it later. i remember now...
ahhh angora and...
|m: entropy. angora and entropy.|
|u: right, yeah. where does
that come from? like,
what's it about?