[Jacob comes on screen, at first there's a little static in the transmission as he adjusts the recorder and once he's done he leans back a little bit.]

You'll have to disregard my last feed. I wasn't psychologically on level. I'd imagine reactions to showing up alive after a situation where all evidence pointed to your death would be treated the same or similar by everyone.

[He looks thoughtful for a moment as he drags a palm over the back of his neck.] I'd waste the time explaining why I was asking about Stonehenge if I thought you'd be able to understand, or even believe me, so instead I'll offer an introduction.

My name is Dr. Jacob Glaser. [He waves melodramatically.] I've been paying attention to the other transmissions here. The individuality of it all makes this a multicultural cesspool.

[He pauses, purses his lips, and eyes the feed.] But I'll come around.

[Jacob comes on screen looking disheveled and confused. He has a head set on with a piece over his mouth and he's wearing day old clothes. He's already ransacked his basement in a desperate search for answers and having found none he's looking disgruntled and just a little exasperated.]

I- I don't understand.

What's happening at Salisbury Plains?

Is Stonehenge still under military quarantine? [Jacob drags a hand back over his face and to the area of his hair protruding from the headset, he scratches idly there.]

Have there been any broadcast updates as to the status of Egypt and Mexico?

What about the other continents under affect. [Jacob sighs, taps his fingers down against the backspace key several times and looks back at the feed. His expression hides none of the confusion or stress.]