>>5287567“Not to worry, we tracked her down.” Says The Goth. Good, you hiss, you’ll deal with her in time! “Still, I barely managed to get you back up to the boat–luckily Mitzi and Talbot were nearby to retrieve us. They even donned <span class="mu-g">SCUBA GEAR</span> and helped bring you back up, not that you recall.”
That explains why you taste <span class="mu-i">salt</span>. Reaching for your <span class="mu-g">COMPANY-ISSUED BLACKBERRY</span> (which still miraculously works), you begin to jot down a new <span class="mu-b">SIDEQUEST: KILL LIL’ STANL-</span>
“Stop it.”
Fine, you snap, you’ll just write it down later anyways!
“I won’t bore you with the rest of the details.” Sybil adds, but you know that’s a damned lie. “Once we were back onboard, we brought you down here to recuperate. I didn’t see anything too alarming, so I let you rest.” She explains. “This bump on your head’s new, though–did y-”
Yea, uh, you stammer, that’s um… From earlier.
“... of course it is.” She replies, her stern look jumping between you and the ceiling. “Talbot and Mitzi got in contact with Art’s team and Denise and Kiki–we assumed you’d want everyone assembled when you woke up.”
Sure, you shrug (painfully), but Kiki and Denise were at the <span class="mu-g">UNIVERSITY–</span> that must have taken-
“Hours, yes.” Sybil frowns. “You were out for a while. And given your demeanor right now,” She continues, “I think you’ll require even more rest, yes?”
You attempt to hoist yourself up on your noodly arms. You can-
“No, Stan, you <span class="mu-i">CAN’T</span>.” Your friend firmly replies. “The <span class="mu-g">LAB</span> will still be there when you’ve had more time to steady yourself–no sense in rushing off and getting yourself killed.”
Fine, you growl, but you aren’t gonna <span class="mu-i">like</span> it!
“This mission doesn’t require you to ‘like it’.” Sybil counters in a big sister’s tone.
Clearly!
>CONTD. 