doctor_j_crane

[The angle swings around a bit before it settles on Crane. It's hard to work the buttons with his hands shaking like that. Ah, fear toxin karma. The best variety. Crane is talking very, very quickly.]

It's compelling. Rationally, I am aware of exactly what process my mind is going through. My body. Pulse racing. Perception warping. I can almost pinpoint to the minute of when I would have been dosed. When the reaction began. [Pause.] Perhaps when it ends. Possibly fatally. It depends on the dosage. If I've built up a resistance. If the resistance still lasts through the death toll.

[Crane twitches, before moving slightly to the left, as if there was something sitting next to him.]

I have quite a list of suspects. The Bat Man, for obvious reasons. Eames, in the spirit of extreme wardening. Perhaps. Nygma, because... [Crane trails off. There's no good reason.] It could have been any of you. All of you.

[Crane twitches again, before shifting the camera away from himself.]

I tried to take notes. [He continues, in a very slow voice.] But the hallucinations make it hard to see exactly what I've written. [The camera hovers over a notebook. Crane's right. He's written most of his sentences over the top of each other. What little is legible is a collection of disturbed rambling.] Writing it down didn't help. It didn't help at all.

[There's just the video posting footage, with no lead in or explanation at all. The angle is fairly steady, and you can make out the fact that it's the inmate showers. The very first shot is of Perry Dawsey hitting Rex in the face, before wrenching off Rex's ventilator because it's getting in the way. There's a fair bit of noise. Perry is yelling as he hits Rex.]

"You like that? You fucking like that? How does it feel?"

[You can clearly see Rex struggling, trying to get the ventilator back, before Perry kicks it away. Perry punches Rex a few more times. It's fairly obvious that Rex stops struggling. Then, after all that drama lama, Crane points the video away. You get a few shots of the floor as Crane quickly walks to the door.]

[The angle jerks up as Crane runs into someone. Why, it's Eddie Brock. Who looks more than a little bit surprised.]

"What the hell?" [You so shrill, Eddie.]

[Crane's pretty quick off the mark in replying.]

Everything went according to your plan. You should be happy that it went so well. [Crane says, before the camera angle tilts and he walks past Eddie. The camera feed cuts out.]

[And cuts back in, with a reasonably obvious time skip. Crane's standing in a different corridor, angling the camera at himself.] Well, I think everyone can feel better about the whole nanomite situation. Let it not be said that just because the wardens aren't prepared to fix a situation, there aren't other members of the barge willing to step up to the plate.

[And end video post.]

As much as people here like to say that we don't age, some measure of time must pass here. The plants in the garden still grow and the passing of time seems to affect animals.

[Have a shot of spider babies, people. Crane's spiders made glorious offspring. I'll spare you guys a picture, but just imagine tiny spiders amongst the adult ones in the tank. The tiny spiders are moving around pretty quickly.]

They might start to consume each other at any moment. You can imagine the primal fear going through the newborns. Even at the earliest stages of life, they acknowledge the mortal peril that the large spiders could inflict on them at any moment. Consumption, for no better reason than a whim considering the food that the tank provides for them.

[Crane pauses, leaving the video shot on the tank. One of the big spiders is moving towards some of the younger ones.] Just think, this must be what we look like to the Admiral.

[Private - Eddie (added later)]

Riddle solved. Kay, Narvin, Cooper and Washington. [Kay told him so.]