[The recording is muffled and most of the conversation is warped past coherency, but there are a few pieces here and there that can be made out.]
[The first bit of understandable dialogue comes from a female voice.]
--kind of incentive could you possibly be talking [...] will take a great deal more than that to buy my cooperation! [The next few minutes of conversation are muffled before the same speaker is heard again, this time sounding considerably more shaken.] How long is this game [...] for us to not get caught -- and get someone else executed [...] have to... ration out... the other contestants very carefully.
[The next few minutes of conversation are warped before a male speaker can be heard, though there's too much static to identify who exactly it is.]
--isn't a game! These are human lives. I refuse. [A minute of static passes before his voice is heard again, even more furious than before.] How dare you-- [...] them out of this; they have nothing to do with this…! [...] --happens if you die?
[The recording degenerates into muffled static for another few minutes before a new speaker is heard, this one's gender being a little more ambiguous.]
--you responsible for our arrival as well [...] incentives of yours are enough to get everyone in this room to agree to your ridiculous terms? [Again, the tape becomes muffled at this point before the same speaker is heard again, this time sounding more frantic.] Chizuru... Chizuru, Chizuru, Chizuru-- [A minute of distorted conversation passes, during which the speaker clearly gets a hold of himself, as his next words come out much flatter.] --each one of us has to commit and get away with a murder in order to [...] there be enough time for all [the word here is distorted beyond comprehension] of us to do so?
[Once again, the recording degenerates into muffled static for a while before a new woman makes herself be heard.]
--unbecoming [...] to play coy, Producer-tan. [Once more, only muffled static can be heard for the next minute until the woman speaks again, sounding unimpressed.] --understand well your terms, but can't you provide anything in the interim? It's not very fair to a smoker [...] terribly unreasonable. You want us to execute sensational murder mysteries, but get stingy with those clauses?
[At this point, the tape turns into static long enough for it to seem to be over, until the first speaker cuts in again.]
I do intend to play this game. The incentive I've been offered - it's not just larger than myself [...] Refusal in this case... would be the morally wrong thing to do, to me.
[The tape degenerates into warped static one last time. There is nothing else afterwards that can be made out.]
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[The first bit of understandable dialogue comes from a female voice.]
--kind of incentive could you possibly be talking [...] will take a great deal more than that to buy my cooperation! [The next few minutes of conversation are muffled before the same speaker is heard again, this time sounding considerably more shaken.] How long is this game [...] for us to not get caught -- and get someone else executed [...] have to... ration out... the other contestants very carefully.
[The next few minutes of conversation are warped before a male speaker can be heard, though there's too much static to identify who exactly it is.]
--isn't a game! These are human lives. I refuse. [A minute of static passes before his voice is heard again, even more furious than before.] How dare you-- [...] them out of this; they have nothing to do with this…! [...] --happens if you die?
[The recording degenerates into muffled static for another few minutes before a new speaker is heard, this one's gender being a little more ambiguous.]
--you responsible for our arrival as well [...] incentives of yours are enough to get everyone in this room to agree to your ridiculous terms? [Again, the tape becomes muffled at this point before the same speaker is heard again, this time sounding more frantic.] Chizuru... Chizuru, Chizuru, Chizuru-- [A minute of distorted conversation passes, during which the speaker clearly gets a hold of himself, as his next words come out much flatter.] --each one of us has to commit and get away with a murder in order to [...] there be enough time for all [the word here is distorted beyond comprehension] of us to do so?
[Once again, the recording degenerates into muffled static for a while before a new woman makes herself be heard.]
--unbecoming [...] to play coy, Producer-tan. [Once more, only muffled static can be heard for the next minute until the woman speaks again, sounding unimpressed.] --understand well your terms, but can't you provide anything in the interim? It's not very fair to a smoker [...] terribly unreasonable. You want us to execute sensational murder mysteries, but get stingy with those clauses?
[At this point, the tape turns into static long enough for it to seem to be over, until the first speaker cuts in again.]
I do intend to play this game. The incentive I've been offered - it's not just larger than myself [...] Refusal in this case... would be the morally wrong thing to do, to me.
[The tape degenerates into warped static one last time. There is nothing else afterwards that can be made out.]