>>5730083“Yea… I deserved that…” Groans the redhead as she rubs the spot you hit her, “Speaking of… those things <span class="mu-i">definitely</span> came from down here… and they were <span class="mu-i">definitely</span> human!”
Yea, you shudder, you picked up on that… so what did she find here anyways?
“Not <span class="mu-i">much</span>,” the journalist sighs, “The levels below us are <span class="mu-s">FLOODED</span>... and something tells me it was intentional.”
It’d definitely explain a few things, you nod as you give the room you’re in another once-over, and she was trying to get these <span class="mu-s">PUMPS</span> started so she could explore more, huh?
“Right!” Pepper replies with an enthusiastic nod! “It wasn’t working until a few minutes ago–I’m guessing you two handled that?”
“Yep!” Smiles Raj as he gives her a thumbs up, “Gassed up the generator and everything! Should be good to go, right?”
“Not exactly…” Frowns the girl as she jabs a thumb towards the terminal behind her, “Error codes mentioned that a part was missing.”
Hence why she thinks it was sabotage, right?
“Mhm. Which can only mean there’s some <span class="mu-i">JUICY</span> stuff down below!” She confirms with a predatory glimmer in her eyes! “There’s some <span class="mu-s">MINE CART TRACKS</span> that go deeper into the mountain here–could lead to some replacement parts…”
Either that or you’ll need to pick one up from somewhere else, you grunt as you give the <span class="mu-s">PUMP MACHINE</span> a dirty look, did she catch what part it needs?
“Some sort of <span class="mu-s">DRIVE BELT…</span>” She replies as she sticks her tongue out in thought. “<span class="mu-s">MODEL B-16 A</span>... wrote it down here.”
Pulling out a <span class="mu-s">NOTEBOOK</span> from her pocket, she gives the corresponding part name a few taps with her finger. “We find that, we drain the water. We drain the water…”
And we get to see <span class="mu-s">LEVEL 5 AND 6</span>, you conclude with a grin. And maybe this elusive ‘<span class="mu-s">POINT D</span>’ while you’re at it…
“<span class="mu-s">POINT D</span>...” Mutters an unfamiliar voice from behind you, “<span class="mu-s">POINT…. D…</span>”
Whirling around to face the newcomer, you feel the color drain from your face as your eyes fall upon one of the gaudiest <span class="mu-s">HAWAIIAN SHIRTS</span> you’ve ever seen… and the hairy, familiar man wearing it!
“Now that name rings a bell… but damned if I remember which one…” The man remarks as he enters the room flanked by a squad of goons decked out in enough tactical gear to invade a small country, “Wouldn’t happen to remember where ya’ picked that up, wouldja, mate?”
“It’s <span class="mu-i">him</span>...” Hisses Pepper as she peers out from behind you, “<span class="mu-s">SMYTHE!</span>”
>CONTD. 