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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Gurdjieff" data-source="post: 863946" data-attributes="member: 2264">2nd Floor – Gallery Hall WestClairemont MansionIt seemed like one second, but they were at least thirty times that amount. Maria stood still like a statue, her torch ready to strike the spider, but it being dead just a few inches in front of her. Anders' cry for help took her back out of this state of shock and realizes what she had to do. She tucks away her tableleg, as it seemed to be a trustworthy friend in these horrible times. She hands over the torch to Anders, then carefully pulls out the fangs, making sure she doesnt stab herself with the sharp things in the mean time. For a little while, Maria didn't feel like talking much. But now, it seemed like she needed to get a little bit out of her head."Anders," she starts. "I think we're doing something very wrong here. How the Hell could we have missed this thing while scouting and letting Patel here get injured like this? We're totally forgetting tactics, strategy and it seems we're f*cking up our tasks that we do quite well. Now you want us to rush back through the entrance hall, not knowing if anything has changed down there, hoping to catch up with the rest? F*ck this Anders, I tought you would know better! Patel is probably too injured to be moved around anyway. We'd better get Yuri up here, someway. This area seems to be quite easy to barricade against hostiles, so I'll stay with Patel, you get Yuri."Maria looks at Anders, a bit angry, but still knowing her rank."Well that's how I feel, Sir."</blockquote>

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