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^^^^^PIP-OS(R) V7.1.0.8^^^^^ COPYRIGHT 2075 ROBCO(R) LOADER V1.1 EXEC VERSION 41.10 64k RAM SYSTEM 38911 BYTES FREE NO HOLOTAPE FOUND LOAD ROM(1): DEITRIX 303
yoohoo!!! anyone out there!!!!
GORDON: Huh. Guess the Pip-Boy gets messages, it—
GORDON: ...
GORDON: Better.
YOU'RE BLEEDING BLOOD? CONCUSSION?
GORDON: I think so? S-sure as shit feels like one! Okay. This is— okay! I still remember my name, so that's... good, right? I'll start remembering everything in— soon enough, so... okay.
GORDON: Deep breaths.
GORDON: Okay. I'm Gordon Freeman, I-I'm 27, I was... doing something before this, and I wasn't here, but I am now, I might've... been with someone? It was loud, and my body feels kinda like I got rolled over by a freighter. Come on, that can't be it, can it?
GORDON: Water? Yeah... yeah, guess it couldn't hurt. One step at a time. There might be some in— right, right, the bag!
GORDON: A tin... sounds like there's something metal in— rattling around in there? Clothes, a knife... jeez. Then there's this. I think there's a holotape in it. The Pip-Boy can play 'em, but even though I need to know, I'm— I'm kinda scared? I don't know what I'm gonna hear. What if it's not even for me?
hi there!! what's going on, mystery stranger?
GORDON: Wish I knew, man! I don't know where I am, e-even struggled remembering my own name, I don't know where I was before this, if it— if I'm supposed to be here, and it's—
GORDON: Shhhit.
GORDON: ...think I know why I don't remember anything now.
where the hell are you !! who are you !! answer our riddles
GORDON: "Our" riddles? Is it— are you, like— is there just a bunch of you crowded ar-around one terminal asking me questions, or something?
GORDON: It's Gordon, and I'm— I mean, I must've been... walking around, right? And then I came in... here, which is...
GORDON: I should— I should know this, right? I mean, c'mon, of course I know, it's...
GORDON: ...I don't... know. I don't remember. Any of it.
"They're all safe, I promise. By now, everyone else has already moved through Bunker Hill, we just have to get you caught up. Remember to change out of your jumpsuit as soon as you can, and don't let anyone else see it. Get rid of it the first chance you get. Oh, shit, I've got to go. Be safe. I'm— I'm sorry. It wasn't supposed to go like this."
oh, they just abandoned you while you have a head injury?! you could've died! you should start heading to Bunker Hill to tell them off! your Pip-boy should have a map that could lead you there.
GORDON: Guess so? Why'd they even leave if they were gonna tell me where to go and have someone waiting for me anyway? Who is the "they" even talking about, y'know? Why do I have to, like— why do I need to hurry and change out of what I'm wearing? And yeah, this thing's got a map, but nothing's marked. Maybe I used to know where Bunker Hill was, before all this? Now, I don't— I don't even know where to start.
GORDON: Okay, shit, go now, go now, go now—