>>13492096http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=la31Dm39J-EWith the employees "freed", you and Skrelp make your way to Scorpio's office, which is pretty easy considering how basic and generic the place is outside the facilities, seriously, even the elevator has a fucking "CEO OFFICE" button on it.
Deciding to play up your spy instincts just in case there are actually any traps set up for any potential do-gooders, you start sneaking all over the joint, tip-toeing with the weight of a fucking feather.
Skrelp just hops along without any trouble or worry.
A ticket machine is placed outside Scorpio's office just in case there actually happens to be a line of people that want to talk to him on a busy day, but since Scorpio's such a great guy, he has time for everyone and the machine's nothing but a dust-gatherer but now.
Taking ticket #1, you look up at the machine accompanying it.
>NOW SERVING: 1"That's us!" with a smile, you tip-toe to his office, readying a glock that's been taped to your ass ever since you started the mission.
It's gonna be sweaty as shit but your ass is fluffy during all hours of the day so it'll dry out soon enough.
Standing in front of his door, you grab Skrelp in order to use him as another weapon, and your ass for secondary measures.
It's now or never.
"YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!!"
With the greatest of power, you kick down the door.
"THIS IS THE INTERNATIONAL POLICE, WE KNOW ABOUT THE BATH SALT SCHEME, GIVE IT UP OR-...."
Scorpio isn't in his swively chair. In fact, he's not in the office at all, what a befuddling moment for you, the protagonist!
Nothing seems to make sense until a harsh blunt force knocks you to the ground.
You fall unconscious for the second time in this story.
