[He knows that voice. Of course he does. But how or why Chris ended up here, he doesn't know. Is he even real? Josh isn't entirely sure of anything right now, except that he wants to get out and that the straps aren't loosening. They're just digging into his arms, and it hurts, and the pain gives him a brief burst of greater clarity. It sounds like Chris, and even if it's not, what's the alternative? A hallucination? Someone else? Something even crazier?
Whatever. He can't worry about that shit right now, not if he wants to get out of here.]
Chris? Hey! You out there?
[Because Josh doesn't see him, but he can't see much from where he is. It doesn't mean anything, he tells himself. It's totally possible to hear someone and not see them and still have them be real.]
Hey, uh, give me a hand, bro, I can't get out of this thing!
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Whatever. He can't worry about that shit right now, not if he wants to get out of here.]
Chris? Hey! You out there?
[Because Josh doesn't see him, but he can't see much from where he is. It doesn't mean anything, he tells himself. It's totally possible to hear someone and not see them and still have them be real.]
Hey, uh, give me a hand, bro, I can't get out of this thing!