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(Setting) A Street next to a Warehouse in Midnight
| >Some ripping can be heard nearby- soon, three, four, and then headlights pop up in the distance, barreling down the empty street toward the location hinted at in a strange stream online...
>As they approach, it becomes clear that these are choppers- modern variants that have been augmented with armor plating in some places, and spiked wheels in others.
>The lead vehicle even has two microguns- small miniguns- attached to its two front hardpoints!
| >They come to a stop around the manhole and switch off, taking care to park their vehicles and examine the area. Each of them is heavily armed, carrying no less than at least one brand of machine pistol and a side pistol, along with a knife or, in one chummer's case, an Ares long sword.
>The biggest of this group looks like he would have been a different race in a side universe- he rubs his belly as he breathes in the cold air-
| "Boss," >One of the shorter members says, scratching a neon green mohawk,
"This the place boss? I'm freezing my tits off and summer ain't even over yet!
"Ye... this is the place, alright..." >The big man says, looking out toward the charred, gigantic hunk of tree in the distance.
"We gettin' paid this time, Gob?" >Another man says- he hasn't removed his helmet yet, nor his goggles. He checks the slide on a rusty looking Steyr TMP.
| "Hell, someone will," >Gob says, sniffing.
"Or I'll sell that lilim on the trid for scrap."
"Boss, I found somethin'," >A younger woman says, looking down at the manhole.
"I think... this is where we enter."
"No shit, Dollface," >The last chummer says, a heavily tattooed man with a cig in his mouth and a battered deck on his back,
"Let's get this drek over with."
| >So saying, the group begins to make their way down the manhole... Gob going in first.
| >Through the man hole, you reach the sewers...
>The smell is horrid, but in the hazy light you notice a part of the wall nearby was smashed in, revealing a large steel gate
>You can either go forward, or backwards, but the lack of light is an issue, as is the resounding sound of splashing water from all around, there might be a leak someplace close
| >The group is now within the sewer.
"Hell... the stream's still running. Says that we have to find like... four keys or somethin'-" >The decker says, flitting through his phone which is connected to his neck by a thin wire.
"What is this, some sort of game?" >Gob says, grumbling.
"Fine. We'll play it their way. Everyone split up."
"You gotta be kidding me boss-" >The mohawk boy says,
"This place gives me the creeps and now ya wanna us to split UP!?"
>Gob just glares.
"Roight
| >>377454
>The crew splits up- Gob and the decker head forward- Dollface and the mohawk head backward.
| "Hey, we missing anyone?" >Mohawk says, looking around. He freaks out as someone pops in and says "BOO!" really loud!
>Dollface rolls her eyes.
"That was uncalled for, Roach."
>The punk shrugs.
"Bite me. The boss and Dizz can handle themself- I'm stayin' close to ya."
>So now it's three people heading backwards.
| [Forward Group]
>Moving forward through the tunnels allows you to arrive to what looks like a large room, four basins of somewhat clean water stand to your right, next to a door
>To the left is a small door, locked by a numberpad, the door seems to lead to a staircase for the elevated catwalk near the top of the room
>The sound of flowing water is tame here
(Could I get you to roll a d20?)
| "...All those years burned playing ancient survival horror holos, and I didn't expect to get to play one in meatspace."
>Dizz says, watching the feed on his phone. He heads toward the numberpad.
"Ye? How you figger that?" >Gob says, heading toward the basins.
"Mm... just a bad feeling..."
| [Forward Group]
>You both feel a stare coming from above, and as soon as you do, a noise akin to heels dragging on the ground is heard
"Ahahaha! You found me! But I'll be back!"
>A bizarre voice chimes in as the noise vanishes
[Backward Group]
>Moving towards the back leads you to a dead end in the tunnel, but there are two smallish wooden doors here, one marked 3 and one with a strange 'y' on it
>The sound of rushing water is much closer now...
| >>377489
>Forward Group
"DA FRAG IS THAT!?" >Gob says, reaching for a Crusader MP at his hip!
>Dizz freezes, and doesn't move until the horrific noise subsides.
"...Yep. Told ya."
| >>377488
[Forward Group]
>The Basins are filled to the brim with a somewhat clear water... in the bottom of the first is a strange shape... like a body
| >>377489
>Backward Group
"...Heh. That's a weird way to write guy and gal." >Roach says, pulling a lighter out to better illuminate the wooden doors.
"I doubt that's what it means, hun," >Dollface says, examining the y door while Roach checks out the 3 door.
>Mohawk watches behind, not that he can see much.
| >>377495
>Gob snorts as he sees the thing that looks like a body.
"Sorry chummer, it's just business," >He says, as he reaches in- he tests the tip of his finger on the top of the water.
>Meanwhile, Dizz decides to enter a code on the numberpad...
>He enters "1,5,3,5."
| >>377497
[Backwards Group]
>The Two doors seem to be the same... but the sound of rushing water comes from the one straight in front of you, as opposed to the other, right side door
>That one is marked with the 'y'
| >>377500
[Forward Group]
>Lights flicker in the room as you finish entering the code, allowing the two to notice a smudge of blood on the catwalk before going dark once more...
>The door unlocks, showing a dark staircase
>The Water seems deep and cold... much colder than even the air around here, strangely enough
| >>377503
"...this run is drek, Gob. It's like something right outta a horror movie."
"...yeah. Yeah yer right." >Gob decides... not to investigate the thing in the water.
>Dizz sighs.
"Look, you can roast my ass later fer this, but fer once, I think we should head back-"
"And that's where yer wrong, chummer." >Gob says, heading to where Dizz is. He looks through the door at the staircase.
"After you."
>Dizz wipes his face and piles in.
| >>377501
"Annd let's see what's behind door number one..." >Roach attempts to open the door marked number 3.
| >Dizz stops just inside the gate.
"The hell you stoppin' fer Dizz?" >Gob pushes him forward.
"Boss, wait-" >Dizz says, as he watches the stream.
| [Forward Group]
>The Staircase leads up to the catwalk, which seems to itself lead to an overlooking control room... the lights are on, and the door covered in hand prints, bloody handprints
[Backwards group]
>The door opens to reveal a long corridor... it's so long, no light reaches it's end, there is a door to the right a few ways off
>The stench of blood permeates the entire corridor, despite absence of any blood
(roll d20 pls)
| [Backward Group]
"Hehe! No one noticed!"
>The voice sounds... girly, but bugged out, slowed and distorted
"I get to play..."
>The sound of dragging footsteps now fills the hall behind you... something is coming
>The smell of ink and flesh fills the entire corridor
"Where are the bad children?"
>Laughter follows
| >>377517
"...HOLY OMNISSIAH!" >The mohawk squeaks at the impending noise!
"Wh-what the dre-" >Roach says, as the mohawk loses all semblance of cool and plows into him, pushing him forward.
"GO! GO! GOOOOOOOO!" >He yelps, losing a will save to avoid freaking out!
>Dollface turns to face the noise, slowly backing in the door as she pulls out her sword.
"Where do we go!?" >She barks to Roach and the mohawk.
"ROACH!" >She yells,
"WHERE THE FRAG DO WE GO!?"
| "I-I-" >Roach finally notices the door.
"In here!" >He tries to open it!
| >>377511
>Dizz continues looking at his phone as he and Gob make their way up.
"...alright. This is clearly another puzzle, but I don't see no bleedin' corridor..." >He says out loud. He spots the door ahead, covered in blood.
"...aight, I guess that's the clue then." >He looks back at Gob.
"Yo boss, kinda late, but uh... whomever's running that stream's sending us hints and such."
"Ye?" >Gob says, frowning as he observes what's ahead,
"Can he give us a hint on when it ENDS?"
| [Backward Group]
>The door doesn't budge, and the noise finally reaches the entrance of the corridor
>A small girl, about 130cm tall stands there... a mask covers all her face, her blonde hair swishes as she draws closer
>From below her drips a puddle of some black substance, and thorns pierce most of her body, drawing the same black ink like substance from within
"Ahaha! Found you..."
>She has a large cleaver in one hand... covered with blood
| "I don't know if he can even read what we say, boss..." >Dizz says as he carefully walks across the catwalk, headed toward the control room.
"If we're rescuing his rusted ass, I'll give him a clue of my OWN!" >Gob says, following after.
| >>377534
[Forward Group]
>The inside of the control room is visible through the window, it looks... normal, with various computers and control panels, along with what seems like a Security feed of the facility
>The blood on the door is a darkish hue, and isn't something a human could bleed, too viscous and thick...
| >>377533
>Roach looks over at the small slasher loli.
"...aww. Awwww. Awww naawww that ain't right, man!" >He says, rubbing his eyes as he continues to try and force the door open.
"THAT AIN'T RIGHT, MAN!"
>Dollhouse keeps her cool, despite her arms covered in sweat. She continues to slowly slide backward.
"L-listen honey, t-this is is a d-dangerous p-place to play..." >Dollhouse says, trying to reasoning with the... uh... thing.
>Unnamed mohawk punk has completely lost it.
| >>377536
>Dizz examines all of this and relaxes slightly.
"...Well. That was straightforward."
>He knocks on the security door twice, avoiding the splotches of gore.
>He then attempts to open the door...
"...No. No way this drek would be straightforward so early in. Not with all this fraggin' playing around-" >Gob says, watching the decker attempt to open the door.
>Gob draws a pump action shotgun...
| >>377537
>The door still refuses to budge
>There is, however, still plenty of room between the thing and yourselves...
>The darkness still stops you from seeing the end of the corridor
>The thing doesn't pause...
>From below it's Gothic Lolita dress, thorns are sprouting, piercing stone
"Let's all be the same, okay? It won't hurt, just a prick!"
>She keeps laughing wildly, spraying her 'blood' everywhere
| >>377541
>The door opens uneventfully... and behind it is not only the security room, but also a man hanging from a small ceiling fan...
>His head is gone, and he hangs from a hook
>A small sheet of paper is on his chest, reading 'Those who lack eyes, lack will'
>Behind the man, in a darker corner of the office is a small crate, labeled 'Reward'
| >>377542
"FERGET THE DOOR!" >Roach finally stops hammering on the door and pushes mohawk out of the way, sending him to the floor!
"EAT LEAD, SLOT!" >He says as he switches his TMP to burst auto and opens fire!
>Dollhouse steps back, keeping clear of the black blood!
"ROACH! NO!" >She yells as she tries to pull him back!
| >>377546
"...Wow." >Dizz says, simply standing in the midst of the open door and observing the corpse.
>Gob pops up behind him.
"...Well, that's unexpected." >Gob says as he pushes past the decker and heads inside. He gently prods the headless corpse with the business end of his shotgun, shrugs, and heads toward the crate.
| (Dollface* rather. Whoops.)
| >>377547
>The bullets hit the girl... one of them hitting her mask
>The mask breaks, revealing... something truly out of this world
>It cannot be described, human but lacking in all areas of humanity, something wretched and terrible, a chill runs up your backs as it's blue gaze lands on you
"How dare you... How dare you... Father gave me these clothes, gave me the mask... AAAAAAAAAAAAA!"
>Her scream shakes the entire complex as she begins dashing forward
| [Forward Group]
>The body seems lifeless enough
>The Crate is somewhat small, and it's lid is open, inside are a few credsticks and a small gemstone glowing an eerie white light
| >A Lilim navigates the baren, moonlit streets, clad in a heavy coat. Her features are hard to discern- what little the moonlight illumates is blocked by layers of raven hair. Her view flicks about in an almost paranoid fashion as she taps away at her phone.
"Hey, U. I'm sure everyone's seen the stream already, so I won't bother going over it."
>Her voice sounds vocoded and crunched, leaving only a trace of her originally feminine tone.
| "I'm a sucker for this kind of stuff, so when I saw it, I couldn't resist."
>She approaches the manhole carefully, looking over the parked choppers.
"And it seems like I'm not the only one either. Looks like some mercs got here before me. I was really hoping I'd be the first one here, but hey..."
>Content with what she sees, she peers down through the dark manhole cover, glancing in all directions before descending.
| >>377792
>Descending into the darkness, you arrive at a sewer's tunnel, there are two ways to proceed, forward or backwards...
>The sound of gunshots echoes behind you, along with a shrill scream
| >Reluctant at first, the Lilim steps into the water as gently as possible, letting out a deep sigh. She glances back and forth, considering her options and taking a quick glance at her phone before suddenly jumping to attention, the surprise gunshots breaking her train of thought. She freezes up, trying to make as little noise as possible, assessing the situation. She speaks with a whisper, her breath hitching as she struggles to contain the panic.
| "... I don't think we're going that way."
>Slowly, she turns around and starts pacing away from the commotion.
| >>378155
>Moving forward through the tunnels allows you to arrive to what looks like a large room, four basins of somewhat clean water stand to your right, next to a door
>To the left is a small, open door, seems like it was locked by a keypad before...
>The door leads to a staircase, itself leading up to a small catwalk near the top of the room
>It's too dark to see much else
| >The Lilim glances about, her gaze flicking back and forth from the two doors and the tunnels behind her. She slowly makes her way to the open door, carefully peaking around the corner, breathing a sigh of relief when it turns out to be empty, at least from what she can tell with her limited night vision.
| >Her breathing seems to have stabilized as she got out of immediate danger. She peers down at her phone, tuning into the livestream that got her here to begin with, listening in through a pair of earbuds. The last bit of her resolve breaks as the TV flashes bad news, The Lilim's heavy breathing pausing for a good long while before breaking down almost entirely, taken over entirely by survival instinct.
| >She glances to the staircase, then back to the entrace, her curiosity clashing with what she knows is the smarter answer.
>She reaches for her coat and draws out a pistol, loading it and disabling it's safety with shaky hands. Catching one deep breath to steel herself, she slowly makes her way up the staircase, sights loosely trained on whatever's ahead of her.
| >>377554
>Gob pockets the credsticks without a second thought, but stops with the gemstone. He picks it up and examines it warily.
"Oi, Dizz. Any weird drek like random gemstones lying around in those 'orror games o' yours?"
>Dizz looks up from his phone- he had been watching a second livestream that popped up, whose narrator was exploring a sewer system that looked oddly familiar.
"Ye, it usually meant it was part of some weird seek and find puzzle, or cursed..."
>He heads over and examines the gemstone.
"...Shit. It's gonna be like that, huh..."
>Gob pockets the gemstone and checks his shotgun.
"Pheh. Where da hell do people come up with this crap?"
"Beats me boss," Dizz says, going back to his phone.
"Heads up, I think another chummer's gotten curious."
>Gob snorted.
"A badge?"
"Nah... a lilim, looks like." >Dizz says, pulling out a Lightfire 70.
"And she's right on top of us..."
| >>377552
"RUN FER IT!" >Roach screams as he breaks down the alley at breakneck speeds- literally. His leg augments begin to steam as they run overtime.
"THE FLASHBANGS!" >Dollface yells as she pushes against the mohawk,
"DO IT!"
>Through shaking fingers, the mohawk does as he's ordered! He throws them at the crazy girl as Dollface picks him up by the collar!
| [Backwards Group]
>The flashbang detonates just as the bizarre thing reaches you, and as it does, the thing recoils back, screaming once more
"AAAAAAAAAA, THE EYES, THE EYES, I'LL KILL YOU, I'LL KILL YOU!"
>That seems to have stopped her in her tracks...
>Running to the end of the hall leads you to a kicked in wooden door, which itself leads to a small storage room filled with a ton of crates, there, a large metal door stands, a small hole in place of a knob...
| >>378661
>You arrive to the top of the staircase...
>The Catwalk is small, and seems to lead to some kind of office
>There is light within that same office
| >Reaching the catwalks, the Lilim peers forward, trying to gather as much detail as possible. She experimentally places a foot on the catwalk to make sure it's stable before gathering her resolve and slowly approaching the office, her pistol still pointed dead ahead.
| >>378777
>Approaching the office, you begin feeling a stare coming from somewhere...
>There seems to be people in the office, judging by the noise, but you can't be sure
| >The Lilim glances about the dark room nervously, paranoia suddenly overtaking her senses. Still, she continues to pace down the catwalks, taking care to not make any noise before stopping at the door. She listens in for only a few seconds as decision paralysis washes over her, thinking of a million different ways to handle the situation. She reaches for the door, then stops. She opens her mouth to call out, but closes it before making a sound.
| >Out of all the options she has, she opts to suddenly barge in and point her pistol at the nearest human-shaped thing.
| >>379389
>Gob immediately shoots the lilim with his shotgun while Dizz opens fire and empties a magazine in the lilim's direction.
| >>379389
>Gob immediately shoots the lilim with his shotgun while Dizz opens fire and empties a magazine in the lilim's direction.
>>378751
>Roach charges in and begins to scream obscenities at these newfound obstructions. He begins trying to kick the metal door in, while Dollface and the unnamed mohawk charge in. Dollface shuts the door and starts barricading it with the crates, not bothering to look inside them.
| >A shrill, vocoded scream echoes through the office as the Lilim doubles over, staggering backwards with unsteady footing. The shotgun blast tears a hole through her arm and parts of her chest, leaving behind a mist of black internal fluids and synthetic skin. The following spray of lead punches holes through her chassis, violently jolting whatever limb it hits.
| >She tumbles backwards towards the catwalks, her pistol sent clattering across the floor. The continuous barrage of bullets causes her to lose her footing and collapse. Her breathing grows shallow, previously panicked breath replaced with sharp, desperate gasps that come across more as high pitched cries than breathing.
| >She balls up on the floor, her limbs spasming as the wiring inside of her short circuits, her one still operational arm desperately trying to staunch her wounds.
| [Forwards Group]
>The sound of gunshots echoes in the tunnels, before all goes silent again
>Silent..? No, a low dragging noise was slowly approaching from the stairs
>Splotch, splotch... as if someone stepped in puddles
| >>381506 >>381507 >>381508
"Ah shit. Just what we need, a bloody tin can." >Gob heads over and picks up the gun while watching the lilim for anything funny. He sighs.
"Literally."
>He tosses the pistol over to Dizz who holsters it. He heads over to inspect the damage and to determine if it's fatal.
>>381562
>Gob, meanwhile, goes to the door and closes it, but watches outside to see if any other mischief arrives.
| [Forward Group]
>In the hazy light, a tall figure approaches the door...
>The sound of dripping water accompanies it's bloated steps
>Soon enough, it knocks
"John? John? It's about the second valve..."
>The knocking keeps going...
| >As Dizz approaches, the Lilim slowly drags herself to a nearby wall through pained breaths, placing her back to it as support. Her arm seems to be completely destroyed, hanging listlessly by her side. A massive hole gapes in her chest from where the shotgun blast collided, exposing her internal wiring. Still, she breathes and eyes Dizz nervously, the damage sustained clearly striking a nerve, but for the most part missing any vital systems.
| >She takes a few sharp, labored breaths, eyes keenly focused on Dizz and his movements before speaking out, data corruption evident in her already vocoded voice.
"L-look... If you kill me now I'll just be put in a new body..."
>She pauses briefly to mull over her words, her pale, bullet-scraped face locked in a pained grimace.
| "But if you let me live, I can help you... Help you finish this job. Help you get your mon-"
>She doubles over in pain, letting out a cry. Her twitching arm clutches the gaping wound in her chest to little avail. After catching her breath, she speaks out again.
".... Help you get your money. I-I... I think I figured it out."
| >>382380
"Bloody joytoy," >Gob says, ignoring her. At the sound of something approaching the door, he tenses, and pumps another shell.
>Dizz, meanwhile, approaches the lilim.
"The hell you doing here, chummer? Urbexing?" >He checks his phone and finds the stream the lilim is running.
"And what's this about money?"
| >The Lilim ignores Gob's comment, offering only a quick glance before turning her attention back to Dizz.
"I saw the stream and got curious..."
>She releases her wound, exposing her internal wiring and reaching for the base of her neck. She applies pressure, speaking through gritted teeth.
"You guys are, uh..."
| >She catches her breath.
"Big Rigs, right? You're here to figure this out and get paid... I could help you out..."
>The Lilim briefly turns her nervous gaze towards Gob as he pumps his shotgun.
"H-hey, uh... Aren't there four of you? There's four bikes sitting outside, so... The gunshots coming from the other side of the sewers..."
| >>385389
>The Stream is still ongoing, you hear the words [It's in Reservoir 4, Steve, don't make me say it again.] from it
>The knocking is getting heavier
"You in here?! The valve, the valve Steve!"
>The noise of dripping water is heard closer than ever, and the voice sounds bloated...
| https://dangeru.us/cyb/thread/376476
| >>385834
"Tha hell is he going on about-" >Gob says, growing anxious. Dizz scrolls furiously on his phone, keeping an eye between the door and the injured lilim on the floor.
>>385579
"Yeah dere's four o' us but that's not important right now, tincan."
>Dizz slowly pulls her away from the door and props her up against the wall.
"This is getting weirder and weirder... ey Gob," >Dizz says.
"Eh?"
"Er... tell him... 'It's in Reservoir 4, Steve, don't make me say it again.'"
"What!?"
| >Dizz points at the door with his gun. Gob rolls his eyes.
"Fer cryin'- Uh, Steve, it's in... uh... Reservoir Four."
| >>404351
>[Forward Group]
>The knocking stops
"Oh, right, how'd I forget..."
>The wet steps back away... and less than a minute later, you hear something fall into the water below
>Only silence remains now
| >Meanwhile, back in the storage room...
>The three shadowrunners catch their breath but remain antsy from their experience thus far. Dollface remains at the door, keeping it shut in lieu of an actual barricade that isn't made from boxes.
>Roach is trying to find a way out, and is none to happy.
>Unnamed mohawk boy's soul has left his body.
| >>404999
>The Sound of footsteps slowly approaches the door, as a black substance begins oozing from under the door
"I know you're in there. Pretty please open the door! I'm not mad anymore!"
>The voice sounds off kilter, strange and modulated...
"Come on? Let's all be friends? I'll have to go soon, you know? Back to your other friends."
>She giggles
| >>404350
>The Lilim freezes up as Dizz reaches out for her, though she eventually concedes and shuffles out of the way with his help. Leaning her head back against the wall, she listens in on the conversation before closing her eyes and going limp, the hand planted on the base of her neck falling to her side.
| >Moments pass before life returns to her limbs with a jolt. Her scarred face is rid of the pained grimace that used to dominate her features, eyes scanning the room with newfound clarity and resolution. Previously panicked breaths haven been replaced by an eerie aura of breathless silence, occasionally broken by a rogue spark or limb spasm.
| >She fully regains her senses as the exchange between the two runners and creature outside completes. Seemingly unperturbed by the grave pain that used to wrack her body, she attempts to slowly rise to her feet, her still operational arm kept in clear sight as the other arm, at least what’s left of it, jerks uncontrollably.
| >She eyes the two nervously, now more cautious than outright desperate. Clearly unsure on how to go about interacting with someone that just shot her, she takes a moment to consider her words before slowly reaching her hand out, it’s synthetic skin torn and blackened with internal fluids.
“Uh… Evelyn.”
| >[Frontward Group]
>With the noise of splashing water gone, all that remains is the sound of the swinging corpse... and the terminals on the console nearby
>They seem to display a camera feed from around the facility
>Stacks of paper litter the desk, along with a good layer of dust
| >>405928
"Roight... name's Dizz..." >Dizz says, briefly shaking your hand. He taps away at his smartphone.
"See her before hand...? Aw for the love of..."
>Gob glances outside before returning to the two others.
"Lemme guess. More 'orror movie puzzles and drek."
"Yep... something straight out of that old British serial... uh... Doctor something...?"
"Doctor who?" >Gob says scratching his head with the barrel of his shotgun.
"Doctor- eh, nevermind."
>Dizz looks around for anything that could be used as a crutch.
| >>405270
>Dollface gulps, gripping her vibroblade white knuckled. In the background, Roach is still trying to unlock the door in front of him, to no avail.
"Hey, kid!" >He says angrily to the young mohawk, before Dollface turns to face him, raising an angry finger to her lips.
>She then makes a motion with her hands that suggests getting decapitated.
>Roach flips her off and goes back to the door.
| >>407216
>[Backwards Group]
"Well then... No time to play anymore. I'll be back? You'll be my friends next time, right? hahaha!"
>The voice vanishes in the distance, still bugged and out of sync...
>The Storage Room is quiet now, save for the noise of the large ceiling fans
>[Frontward Group]
>The silence is still ongoing, seems nothing is nearby for now
>The console hums faintly... as the hanged man swishes around
| >Finally catching a moment of respite, Evelyn reaches down for her smartphone and brushes up on the stream. Partially listening to the two runner’s conversation, she glances over the hanging body.
“Did you check him yet?” >She motions her head towards the hanged man.
| >Making her way to the terminals, she walks without any major inhibitions, a stark contrast to the state she was in just a minute ago. She sweeps away at the dusty screens, coughing and swatting the rogue particles aside before looking over the camera feeds.
“… They even put cameras in the sewer, huh?” >She sighs.
“This city…”
| >>407726
>The Camera feed seems to be various locations around the sewer... a dirty room, a long, bloody corridor and a waterway...
>You can see the outside of the control room, down where the water reservoirs are, too
>All seems calm
>The terminal seems to have a prompt on it, too:
>[The Year of Independence is?]
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| >The night air is cold, and sweeps the empty street with a howl
>A manhole is open in the middle of the street, next to an old warehouse
>There is no light here save for that of the moon