"But who knows?" And the smile returns. Still sad, but hopeful. "If everything goes well, and I do a very good job, and go just a little further every day... maybe, just maybe, we'll clean up this whole mess."
[PARANOID] It's a sorry state of affairs, but just let her speak, Frank. Don't betray too much about yourself. Why is she giving so much of herself anyway? She can see your tie, see you are a capital A AGENT, no? What's all of this?
"I SEE," you say bluntly.
"Hahaha! Was that too much rambling for you, sir? Here. I just made a nice, big, pot of..." And she places it right on the countertop, black, steaming, and smelling delicious. "Coffee!"
[URBAN IMPULSE] COFFEE. COFFEE. COFFEE!
"Would you like a cup, sir? You look positively drenched." This Patron(?) Librarian is about to offer you a mug.
[ANALYTICAL] But you're not wet..?
(Come to think of it, something about this entire situation seems... reassuringly familiar. Woah. Déjà vu?)
RADIO THING starts playing something... It's rather unfitting for this situation.
(Limbus Company - Abnormality Choice Theme)
https://youtu.be/8984sH3n4E8>Take the cup.>Do not. The receptionist...
>"WHO ARE YOU ANYWAY?">"THE 'BLUE' CITY?">"WHAT CAN YOU SAY ABOUT YOUR COWORKERS?" >"WHAT WILL HAPPEN WHEN NO ONE ELSE COMES?">[ANALYTICAL] Judging from the distance and how far you went down... "IS THIS LIBRARY UNDERWATER?">[PARANOID] Hey, where the fuck is Bennett? He should have got bored and barged in here by now. >Write in. >RADIO THING (Say something?)>WRITE IN. 