[Jane's Mailbox]

[crueldragonsthesis]

[Jane's set up an automated mailbox response. It's just a voice clip, curt sounding:]

Make it good.

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[herenoirthere]

[Jane receives several voice mails throughout the next few days. They arrive erratically, and the phone never rings.]

Mine... mine... she's mine...

I won't share... I won't let you have her..

[The words are whispered, the voice indistinct. Sometimes the speaker cries softly. Each message is more or less two minutes long, and often has silences that are just long enough to be awkward.]