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>”Right, the lobotomites, thank you for the reminder. As for any Remnant-driven organisms, Demons if you prefer... H-TEC wants them to know we're here. Hopefully the arm is rigged as you described.
>"If you don't want the arm, I'll eagerly take it and fasten you a new one, I could probably make a fine tracker out of that."
<statement>I don't think you want to encounter the demon we made a pact with.
>"Ha ha. I do. I really, really do."
Charlie turns her back to you, tapping one of the walls three times until a small compartment opens full of surgical tools. She handles a scalpel, tapping it against the wall.
>"You'd be amazed what you can make happen if you have a precise hand, a mind for experimental science, and a Remnant-driven organism that doesn't die too easily."
This is getting uncomfortable.
<inquiry>To start it off, who are you and why do you want Remnant?
Charlie takes a seat at the stool, setting a bone saw on the table, spinning it around by the handle, occupying herself as she answers;
>"Hoo boy, that's a question. I'm Charlie Emily-"
Some of the Hive laughs, what kind of jerk gives their family a first name for a last name-
>"-Or at least I was before I died, gosh... fifty years ago? Now it's just Charlie. I work for H-TEC, my dad founded it, he's still a Human. I won't bore you with the details unless you want them, but we're going after Fazbear and we're going with the big guns."
