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>You’re quite sure that you have something that could work. Doc is just too distracted to recognize it. Take a proper look and offer something again. (Write-in. This can be chosen alongside another option. Suggest one of Marnie’s previously used .apps that could get Doc out.)
You sieve through your inventory once more, desperate to find something. You're constantly hearing the sound of crashing and crumbling from outside, so the fight must still be ongoing. You need to get back to it, and can't burn time here. There has to be something you can use.
Your gaze lingers on the familiar orange icon. You've used this once already today, and it was extremely helpful. Maybe it'll work a second time.
"Doc, these chains- are they entangled with your code?"
"They aren't. They couldn't break through my firewall. It's just locked around my arm. Quit wasting time, girl, please. You don't have much to spare."
You activate the .app again, coating your hands in blazing orange. Solarmon stares in interest, his own radiance made dim by his recent injuries. You grip the red shackles and begin wrenching hard, trying to tear through the chains and erode them using your electromagnetic interference.
Slowly, your fingers work through the crimson matter, dissolving the solidified light until it snaps with no fanfare. Doc watches in amazement as you pry him free, then move on to his two Digimon. He rubs his sore wrists, moving the remnants of the chain around so he can expose them to the air and purge the constant irritation.
"Now, where'd you get a tool like that...?"
You sigh in relief once his companions are all freed. You had something after all. It was a sensible theory to you. It doesn't make sense for these feral-looking Digimon to start running around with physical tools and items. If they chained him up, it must have been some kind of program they hijacked. And the likely vector would be some kind of hardlight/EM Wave projection, held separately from Doc's body.
You suppose that, in this case, the noclip would also have worked. You're here in a partition, and you're masked. Just like last time, these are perfect circumstances to utilize impossible coordinates without being flagged for contraband.
"Made some new friends. Can you stand and walk?"
"I can. Go do what you have to do. I still need to look for the last two."
You nod and slip out of the room—but not before sliding him a few spare uses of the .app, so he can free his Digimon. You've saved a substantial amount of time with good .app usage, eliminating the need to search for the key at all.
