Story/Night 8-3 (Part1)/Script
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SSG 69: These...are our remains...
IWS 2000: Are they...attracted by the rations we had on our bodies?
How are there so many of them?
[...A swarm of rodents mill about the T-Doll remains, scattering the moment the beam from the flashlight washes over them.]
Glock 17: Is there any mention of something like this in our past combat records?
IWS 2000: I’ve studied everyone’s records in detail back at the base, but none of us has ever seen anything like this...
AUG: Don’t let the fear get to your head. There’s no way military equipment can be outdone by Sangvis units.
Got anything, G17?
Glock 17: We don’t have specialized equipment to check...but those animals were definitely lured here by something.
IWS 2000: That can’t be right. Our rations couldn’t possibly have lasted this long.
AUG: ...Our remains weren’t necessarily the cause. I don’t think our rations could’ve attracted this many rats either.
IWS 2000: It just makes sense for such a huge pack of animals to swarm around some T-Doll remains.
AUG: The answer is pretty obvious at this point.
Is there any unidentified substance on the remains, G17?
IWS 2000: Don’t tell me this is S.F.’s doing... But why...?
Glock 17: I’ve already checked, but nothing seems out of the ordina—
...
No, wait a sec...
[G17 squats before IWS2000’s body.]
IWS 2000: ...Is that mine?
AUG: Seems so.
Glock 17: It’s become barely noticeable as time goes by, but something can be found on the remains...
I’ve listed all substances that share its chemical composition in everyone’s recognition system.
SSG 69: I got it. It can be found on the leader’s body...and the animals...
As well as...
...
Hold on... Hmm...? No way... Wait a second!
IWS 2000: What’s...going on...?
AUG: ...
IWS 2000: Why is it... all over us now?
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SSG 69: Ugh... It’s all over me... It’s even inside my clothes!
How the heck did it get in there?
AUG: Colorless and odorless... No T-Doll would notice even if she’s covered in it...
I knew something wasn’t right about the AC in the Sangvis outpost just now.
IWS 2000: Our equipment can only detect radiation...
The Yellowcake was just a red herring! It diverted all our attention...!
We’ve been played by Sangvis Ferri. Squad Welrod are also covered in this substance, just like us!
AUG: It’s a trap. Their true objective is to-
IWS 2000: Fräulein Welrod, do you copy?
...Fräulein Welrod?
Hold on... Why can’t I...
???: Isn’t it natural for saboteurs to be silenced?
[...Click.]
Dreamer: Again, we find ourselves face to face with one another so soon, IWS. So soon.
Will you be the first to run away again this time?
IWS 2000: Dreamer...?!
What... are you talking about? What do you mean...I ran away?
Dreamer: Oh, now I remember. Griffin T-Dolls tend to forget all about how I killed them.
Heheh ♪... That’s fine. I’m more than happy to describe how terrified you were again and again.
AUG: IWS, where’s Welrod?
IWS 2000: I... I can’t reach her... The signal is completely jammed!
AUG: That can only mean...Parapluie.
Dreamer: Ah... AUG, you’ve returned with her. How foolish of you.
AUG: ...
Well, we planned your funeral, so it would only be proper of us...to come back and deliver an invitation.
Dreamer: Those are some big words. You only returned alive the last time because you earned my admiration.
Talent like yours doesn’t deserve to be wasted by serving under a leader like that. You should've replaced her long ago.
IWS 2000: Enough with the nonsense, Dreamer!
AUG: Stop letting her distract you, IWS!
SSG 69: Oi, Baldy! Are you the one who ruined my exquisite clothes with that disgusting thing?!
Dreamer: Why so serious?
Judging from your performance just now, most wouldn’t even notice this stuff.
Let’s put a smile on that face. Go home, and snuggle up with your friends.
SSG 69: What a dastardly plan. Aren’t you gonna fight us fair and square?
Dreamer: Fighting you like that, gets old real quick.
After coming across such an interesting toy in that abandoned facility, I couldn’t just leave it there.
That canister now contains something much more thrilling for humans. I’m sure you’re dying to go bring it home.
IWS 2000: You sprayed us with poison...and the cargo isn’t actually...!
Dreamer: If that Griffin Commander of yours was wise enough to keep an appropriate distance from their precious T-Dolls, or if you dimwits had grown some brains, this little trick wouldn’t have worked at all.
All of the pieces fell in place. I really have you to thank!
IWS 2000: Sangvis Ferri is in such a sorry state because you don’t understand the bonds between humans and T-Dolls.
Dreamer: Really? Then let me show you which side gets it right.
Sadly, you lot most probably won’t live to learn that lesson.
[...Transmission terminated.]
Glock 17: Sorry for this warning on such short notice, but Sangvis forces are closing in!
IWS 2000: That’s not our priority right now. We must somehow get in touch with Fräulein Welrod first...!
AUG: Wake up, IWS! You’re the only one who can stop the whole thing!
We can still make it as long as we don’t get done in by Dreamer. Can’t you see that?
IWS 2000: ...Scheiße!
The current terrain is not ideal for a counterstrike. Our greatest priority is to regroup at these coordinates.
I know we’re still shocked and full of uncertainty, but we can’t fall here. Let’s go!
