James Heard said:
"This has got to be the most sadistic, unethical, professionally inappropriate form of therapy I've ever heard of. I don't care if you're trying to help us, I hope you and whoever set this up burns in hell. This is just...wrong. On so many levels, so very wrong."
“Nothing I have done is illegal is here,” she responds, “although you may not believe that now, this is the truth.” Mira turns to Façade, “You should survive the final dump unscathed once you
wake up so to speak, you will be disoriented… I suspect that a cleaning crew is working their way through the facility. Most likely they will do one of two things, silence you, or capture you… depending on their numbers.”
Micahel
[sblock]Cleaning crew, the words strike a chord with you. You think you were once on a cleaning crew, a term that for you brings back memories of silencing potential security threats, cleaning facilities, and internal corporate security. If this woman is speaking the truth then these people are professionals that will act first and ask questions later. They don’t care about secrets they only care about keeping secrets. Teams are rarely large and if a cleaning crew is on site everyone on site has just been handed their pink slip at the end of a barrel, or by ways of industrial accident. It is a bloody business but sometimes a necessity to make sure that the bottom line is protected.
It is a little scary that you know this.[/sblock]
Mira continues, “Once on the outside I have arranged for someone to meet you, they should be waiting for you in Tram Station B3, this may not make sense to you now but you will be looking for Veranthian, blue skinned sentient by the name of Talos. Once you are safely away from this facility we may be in contact again.”
Vanessa stops breathing, going limp.
“The system is nearly done purging itself,” she sighs as the dogs bark. She looks over her shoulder surprise on her face…
Breaking on through…
You fell like you just fell into a poll of freezing water. You grit your teeth, you shake and fight that your body is restrained, you try to open your eyes but nothing… then you feel restraints popping and your body falling onto a metallic and now slick floor.
You try to breathe but find your lungs filled with liquid… you hack and cough up this substance as your eyes try to take in your surroundings… this is not where you were, the room is dark, and you shiver… a gray featureless body suit covers your body, leaving your hands, feet, and head bare.
You smell ozone, the sweet smell of the liquid on the floor, and the musk of stale air. Across the room a light flashes, but your head throbs… behind you is the tube that must have kept you alive all this time, you see several tube housings some with bodies still inside… you can only wonder.
Everyone is at -1 to all actions for the duration of the next scene.
Those that remember, still remember everything, those that lost their memories on this day only have the current memories.
This ends Episode #1
