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At least we can finally go home now. I better make sure the way to our transport is clear before taking the children and the principal outside.
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Or just the children. My goodness, what happened here? Troncal looks like he's been dead for a long time now, but he talked to me just a few hours ago. Whatever, at this point I'm good with chalking that up to more of Norbak's japes and moving on.
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He tried to fight back whatever did this to him. Probably the beast Norbak told me about. Maybe he managed to slow it down for long enough that the imp could use his magic.
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Hey, this is that dead kid, Tomás. They seemed to be pretty close. Maybe the old director picked favorites...
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This is the failed experiment of Mercedes's father. It aches. Its mission has been stalled for too long.
It can't stand it. It needs to find its target and finish their conversion. One at a time, until its army is strong enough. That’s what it’s been programmed to do. That’s what it needs to do. Enhance some, use them to slaughter the rest. Simple enough.
But people keep getting in the way! Why won't they let it continue its mission?
Failure hurts so much. It just needs to complete its goal. So the pain will stop.
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Hh... Fff... Okay, that's one fewer problem.
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Now to get the orphans the hell away from this place.
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Robbie. You first. Are you normal now? Is it safe to pick you up?
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Robbie. I guess there is only one way to...
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Run! Get Robbie out of here!
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I can't! The door is stuck!
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Hey! Someone still in there?
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Help us, please! Save our baby!
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The saw, quick! We gotta get them out!
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Dammit, Norbak! Was that really fucking necessary?
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Alright, everyone set? There are no bathrooms between here and Esperanza, so you all better make sure you are ready for the trip.
Hold on a second, I feel like I'm forgetting something.
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Oh hell no. Seriously?
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My goodness, it adds up. The date of Tomás's death was after the Extinction, so this is the furthest away from the orphanage that they dared go bury him, not to get infected by the American virus.
This is so dark.
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I wonder how you died.
Well, you only missed bad things, buddy. Rest in peace.
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Tom! Oh god, Tom, I told you to stay inside!
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Sir... I'm sorry...
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Oh, no no no... My poor boy. What have they done to you?
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It hurts... It hurts...
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It'll be okay. It'll be okay, I'll take you to... I'll...
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Oh god, there's nowhere I can... There's no one else...
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Please, sir... Make it stop...
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I can't, I... I... I'm so sorry...
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I'm sorry...
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