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[Arc]

4.

Storms a comin'.

[Beat Bandit]

4

That'll take what, five seconds? Then we can talk to everyone.

[Classic]

5 Let's hope Benny's still uninfected and able to tell us what we need to know.
Stupid Nicole, stupid prophetic and possibly useful babbling. Now I have no idea how this Nicole and the THEY-Nicole are related. Or if this is her idea of a sadistic joke.

[Arc]

That'll take what, five seconds? Then we can talk to everyone.

Considering the amount of foreshadowing given to us, I'm expecting Genghis Khan of the vine people to come crashing into the lab at any moment, sword aflame, riding upon a glass unicorn.

[Friday]

Well, perhaps, but I'm more making it a specific choice because it might appear to Jacob that a crazy person is asking for his guns back, which may or may not lead to some new choices/interactions, be they negative or positive, or whatever.

Anyway, that was my thought behind making it a specific choice. The fact that the God-King of The Faceless (his cats know vine-fu) is standing right behind you is obviously irrelevant.

[Friday]

Besides, he's probably not even real.

I mean, come on. His cats are doing flips.

[Arc]

Yeah, I read it as an "Aggressive +1" action, but I'm willing to take that hit to rock 'n road.

[Classic]

Obvious sarcasm.

You're not allowed to do this Friday. I did a double-take and re-read the last few posts in case I missed a hallucination.

[Brentai]

ssssss

THEY hateHATE NICOLE

let'sss ssseee whyyyyy

6

[Norondor]

reaaaaaaally can't pick between 1, 5, and 6 this time.

[François]

5 is long overdue.

[Angry Beaver]

5.

I've got a bad feeling that that wasn't Nicole singing either, seeing as how we didn't actually see her sing.

[Romosome]

4.

[The Artist Formerly Known As Yoji]

David seems to be behaving a little better, so maybe now we can talk to him without little girls getting shot.

5

[Friday]

5. Go see if you can talk to David. You did promise, after all.

"I'm gonna go talk to David," you tell Jacob. "Can you watch Nicole?"

Jacob nods. "I'm glad," he says. "I'll have those X-rays in a bit."

You walk to the Lobby. David is outside, staring at something. You push the front doors open and come up behind him.

"Looks like rain," he says, as you come up behind him.

Indeed, in the distance, heavy clouds seem to be approaching from the mountains. You can't see the smoke from the hills anymore, perhaps the rain has put out the fires.

"I'd like to talk to you, now that I have a minute," you say.

David turns to face you. His rifle is slung over his shoulder, and you can see your revolver poking out of his pocket.

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1. "Listen, we need to talk about what happened with Nicole."

2. "I just want to make something clear, David. If you ever point a gun at me or Nicole again, I won't hesitate to kill you."

3. "Hey, can I have my revolver back?"

4. "Hey, can I have my rifle and revolver back?"

5. "Jacob said you wanted to talk to me, too."

6. "I still need to know what it is you saw, David."

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[Classic]

Oh fuck, he is so gonna shoot us.

Umm, maybe if we play ball we won't have to explain why our head magically regenerates now. 5.

[Romosome]

5 seems like a nice, safe conversational lead-in.

Only because I don't have THE BALLS to threaten to kill a man when he's got all my guns, I guess.

[McFrugal]

5!

[Arc]

5.

The upper-hand is ours, Gunny McGun Face!

[Friday]

5. "Jacob said you wanted to talk to me, too."

David sighs. "Yeah."

You wait.

"I wanted to apologize for earlier. For... when I freaked out."

"And shot a little girl?"

David gulps. "Yeah. Listen, I feel really bad about the whole thing. I was really out of my mind, and you kept asking me questions. I didn't --"

"You didn't what? Listen, I'm not going to beat around the bush, here. What you did is inexcusable. I almost had a mind to kill you. You should thanks Jacob, he talked me out of it. If it weren't for him, you'd probably be dead right now."

David nods. "Listen, about Jacob..."

"What?"

"Have you... noticed anything odd?"

"Oh, Jesus," you say, rolling your eyes. "Not this again."

David grimaces. "I know how this must sound, but, I swear to god, I just felt like, well, listen. I saw something before, and, I was out of it. But I think --"

"What, are you going to tell me you think Jacob is 'one of them' now, too?"

David takes his glasses off, and nervously wipes the lenses. He pushes them back onto his face. "I. Uh. Well. I don't know. You have to admit he's..." David swallows, and seems to come to a decision. "OK, look. Before we go any further. I want to again apologize. I don't know what came over me. I'm not... I don't think I'm cut out for this kind of stuff. I..."

You simply wait and stare at him.

"I just... listen, all I wanted was a normal life. I can't handle this. Or, I couldn't. I had a wife, a house, a job. And then five days ago everything turned up side down. I lost everything. I saw my wife... my wife... she. Oh, god," David is starting to hiccup, and a tear slides down his cheek.

You shake your head. "Listen, I'm sorry, but you can't go around shooting people because your wife died."

"Died? No, no. She's not... Listen, you and I need to talk. But not here. Not now. Later. When Jacob can't hear us."

"What? Why? He's inside. He can't hear us now."

"You don't... listen, I've said too much already. They may be listening. There's more to them than just the faceless. They have ears and eyes where you can't see them. They can look just like us. I thought Nicole was one of them. I don't know. Maybe I was wrong. But she... when I first saw her. Her eyes. Just like my wife's..."

The way David is talking is finally starting to make you feel less angry and more afraid. You don't think he's lying, or making something up. He seems emotional, but also rational at the same time.

"What do you mean? Nicole --"

"Forget about Nicole. I've been watching her, and I can't tell either way, now. But... I know about you. You're infected."

You stiffen.

"No, no. It's OK. I saw the X-rays, I snuck in while you and Jacob were doing something else. I was listening when you were talking, once."

"What!?" you exclaim. "You little --"

"No, stop. Please. Not here. Please. Just, hear me out," he begs.

You grit your teeth and comply.

"I know you're infected by those vines. Those faceless things. But you've managed to beat them, I think. It doesn't matter. You can't be one of them if you're infected."

"You're crazy. I can't be one of them if I am one of them? What?"

"No, listen," David says. "I think there's more than just one breed of these things. And I think they might not be overly friendly with each other. I just... your eye is back. I had a dream about this. I think you're the only one I can trust."

"You'd gain my trust a lot faster if you didn't shoot small children," you say.

"I said I was fucking sorry!" David says angrily, then looks ashamed.

You narrow your eyes. David lets out a heavy sigh.

"OK, sorry. Again. But we need to get past this. I need to talk to you in more detail, but not now. Later. Please, just... wait. Trust me. It might be very important."

You sigh yourself.

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1. "Alright, David. I'll trust you, for now. We'll talk later."

2. (Lie) "Alright, David. I'll trust you, for now. We'll talk later." (Go inside and tell Jacob about this.)

3. "No, you're crazy, and I'm telling Jacob exactly what you've said to me here."

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