THIS TRANSCRIPT IS AN AUDIO FILE FOUND ON EMMA'S PHONE. IT IS UNCLEAR WHY EMMA BEGAN RECORDING THE INTERACTION BETWEEN HERSELF AND KEITH, BUT AS IT PERTAINS TO THE CASE AND GIVES CONTEXT TO THE FOLLOWING INCIDENTS, IT IS INCLUDED IN THE CASE FILES.

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The sound of the conversation between Emma and Keith is somewhat difficult to follow, partly because Emma's phone is recording this as an audio file. It is unknown if she had the phone in her hand or if it was sitting in some article of clothing, but the quality is not always clear. From their insinuations, they are likely in her dorm room.

Keith: "Jesus, Em, when was the last time you cleaned your room? At least Wynona's is clear."

Emma: "You do anything stupid, Keith, and I'll break up with you on the spot. You got that? We're here to talk. Nothing else. And Wynona's side of the room is clean because she's dead, asshole."

Keith: "Of course. That's what I wanted. What the hell is going on, Emma? I heard you're not in your classes, and you're skipping out on everything to be hang out with this dude? Maria said she hasn't seen you in like a week. I tried to be there for you, but you just shut down and you wouldn't tell me fuck all after you ran off for like three days."

Emma: "Blaine and I found her body."

Keith doesn't say anything for a moment. It's obvious that despite having "been there for her for three days", as Emma put it in a previous transcript, that she hadn't told him about anything that had transpired.

Keith: "Why were you looking for her with him?"

Emma: "Seriously? That's your first question?"

Keith: "I mean, you could've asked me."

Emma: "I did ask you. Several times. You kept telling me everything was fine, or did you just conveniently forget the literal three days of my being paranoid, worried, and scared, and you brushing it off because you were more worried about the fact that we're not sleeping together?"

Keith: "Emma, come on. That's not fair."

Emma: "It is fair, because you keep sitting here, trying to accuse me of something when you're the one who abandoned me."

Keith: "Emma-"

Emma: "You don't even know the worst of it, Keith. You don't even fucking know, but since it is just SO important for you to know everything, guess what? Guess the fuck what?"

Keith: "Hey, are you- hang on, everything's all right-"

Emma: "No, it's not! It's not all right! I found Wynona, dead in her room, and her body exploded all over me! I have to take antibiotics because there could be maggots in me! LIVE MAGGOTS!"

Keith: "...What?"

There is a hint of hysterics in Emma's voice, but it would appear that anger and spite are driving her through this.

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Emma: "I walked into that house, and it was covered from floor to ceiling in flies and maggots. I walked through a literal deluge of maggots to find first Wynona's mom, dead. Blaine found her brother and sister. Then we found Wynona, and not only was she dead, but she was a ticking time bomb! My best friend blew up and covered me IN HER GUTS!"

Emma bursts into tears, and Keith says nothing. Several very agonizing seconds pass before he does.

Keith: "Is this supposed to be some kind of joke? Because it's not funny."

Emma: "DO YOU THINK I WOULD JOKE ABOUT THIS?"

Keith: "Whoa, hey, don't scream-"

Emma: "You asked me to tell you what was going on, and I did! That's what's going on! And then you ask if I'm joking? Do I look like I'm joking?"

Keith: "I... no. No, you don't. Emma, you have to admit, this sounds insane. I'm trying, I really am, but this is insane."

Emma: "I go to therapy and I take pills to kill potential maggot scum in my guts, and you think this is just a normal Sunday picnic for me?"

Keith: "Yeah, all right, no, but still. Come here."

Emma sobs angrily as one presumes that Keith holds her and tries to comfort her. She does not seem to protest, at least from what's audible. Keith says something, but the microphone doesn't pick it up over Emma's angry exclamation.

Emma: "Are you serious? Did you just seriously ask that?"

Keith: "I'm not asking like I was last time! I'll take the couch! I just- you really don't seem okay."

Emma: "I don't know if I can trust you, Keith. I was ready to last time, and you threw that in my face."

Keith: "Yeah, well, you hadn't told me what was going on!"

Emma: "I really just don't want that right now, okay? You cannot even begin to fathom what we saw."

Keith: "No, I really can't. I just... why is it so wrong for me to want any kind of intimacy with you?"

There is a very loud pause of silence that stretches like a chasm.

Emma: "Are you serious?"

Keith: "I just want to know."

Emma: "Right now?"

Keith: "Please? I feel like there's something wrong between us, and I mean outside of all of this, and it's driving me crazy."

Emma takes a very long, shuddering breath.

Emma: "Outside of the fact that you literally cannot let this go even when I've just told you that I watched my best friend literally blow up in front of me, it is the fact that you just. Won't. Stop. Pushing."

Keith: "We've been dating for three months!"

Emma: "We're in college, Keith. I told you when we first started dating that I wanted to take things slow, and I wanted to focus on my schooling. I told you that if anything got in the way of that, I wasn't going to let it."

Keith: "Yeah, and I thought three months was pretty damned slow! I told Emin that I was going to-"

Keith stops very abruptly. Too abruptly. Again, a very pregnant pause follows this.

Emma: "You told him what?"

Keith: "Nothing."

Emma: "You know, when we first started dating, Maria warned me about you. So did Wynona. They said that you and your stupid little posse of friends liked making bets about when you'd sleep with girls you started dating, so you could drop them and move on to the next target."

Keith: "Hang on-"

Emma: "Is that what this is about? Is the deadline looming? You about to lose a bet with Emin?"

Keith: "No, Emma, seriously, I- maybe it started- but I seriously, seriously want-"

Emma: "It did, didn't it?! That's how this started?! God, and I stood up for you! I told them that you were so sweet, that you seemed seriously interested in all my writing and my problems and my life and hearing about my family- and you were just making it up, weren't you?!"

Keith: "Emma, hang on, please don't go, I'm sorry! I just-"

Emma: "You can take your stupid fucking bet and shove it up your ass!"

Keith's voice is heard trying to say something, but the phone's speaker is moving away from him rapidly, and there is the sound of a door slamming shut. Emma is breathing hard and trying not to sob, and the sound of her footsteps moving quickly and furiously in some direction are heard for several long minutes. The voices of some students calling out as she passes are ignored and silenced almost as quickly.

After a few minutes of this, there is the sound of shuffling, and finally, the audio is turned off.

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