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How were the survivors weird??
They're just. So... still. Except for this one scientist- he was... man, you could barely tell he was a scientist. He was just a mess.
I- I didn't see anything like that?
I know what I saw, man! The guy looked like- shapes!
Shapes????
Hello, Gordon!
Ha Ha very funny now can you all just let me troubleshoot???? It's hard enough doing this shit with- he waves his arms in Benrey's general direction. -back for SOME reason!!
Hey man your friend is kinda a dickhead.
They all cram into the elevator and descend to the lower level.
the new guy?
The uhh- new test guy! Real crazy looking. He had that suit thingy on.
Actually...
What do you say we go off and find him, huh?
Without waiting for a reply, Christopher heads off out of the break room and down the hall.
Chris you cant drink dam water it has the evil germs
Hey your MOM has evil germs!
Well, nothing much has changed, besides the soda cans despawning.
But the prickly looking scientist seems a bit bored.
Yoooo do you have any sharpies around? You could prank him!!
YESSS YESSSS
THIS SOUNDS ENTERTAINING! ALLOW ME
Xar raised it's arms and fires a beam of green light. It's loud as fuck and pushes Gordon a little to the left.
AN ENZYME PRANK.
Close enough. Now do it again I wanna push him out this window.
Whats everyone doing today?
I've been sticking close to the control room. But me and Christopher did go out a bit, looking for anyone else who needed help!
They looked... weird, though.
Oh and I got WATERRR
Christopher cracks open a cold one. Or lukewarm one, since there's just a pile of them on the floor next to him.
I have been investigating the technology in this CONTROL ROOM!!
It is quite old and simple. Unfortunate!
Been trying to get my command stuff working...
No luck though.
There's just... a faint sound of snoring coming through the mic.
gordon what the fuck happen?!
How did these messages get in here????
Y'know what. Whatever. Sure.
I'm uh- trying to figure out what happened here.
Gordon walks out of the locker room, his microphone picking up the sound of his keyboard. He seems to be furiously typing something, stopping occasionally to do so.
Hey- come back! Figure out what???
Just- chill out for a second.
