Look I just wanted a peaceful night to myself after gettin' my head slammed in by that spinning Italian fellow, but 'ol Drifter doesn't get what he wants now does he? Nope.
I woke up and climbed up the broken elevator shaft and end up in the history hall. Neat place. Not what Drifter's lookin' for though. I went to the Relaxation Room and sat down. This is just what I needed. I watched some TV, noticed the youtuber and that Wexlyn fellow talking near his office, kept watching some tv. Not a very impressive connection that TV's got, kept flickering in and out, but it was fine I guess. The two of them left, I hung around, and then the TV stopped flipping out and I got some interesting bits of news from the newscaster there. Something that's for me to know and maybe others to find out I dunno yet.
Anyways I watched the news there and could tell someone walked into the bathroom behind me but I didn't care. I got bored and left back into the history hall. Spotted the youtuber again, this time leaving the Doc toward the fountain room. I felt like following 'er but, eh, I'm not really a follower. I do my own thing. I dipped into the media library instead.
I was gonna look around in here, I really was, but I saw that damn glass hallway again and, well, what you thought I WASN'T gonna go for round two? I took a swing at it, careful not to fall in this time, and got some cracks here 'n there, and they started spreading which meant I was doin' something right. Lita walked by but I'm not too sure I'm really on speakin' terms with that one right now. Anyways I winded up for another swing but... some real threatenin' looking figure walked in. Dark coat, wide-brimmed hat, couldn't see their face. They pulled a piece and aimed it at me. Now, if I was anywhere else I'd have drawn first but of course I'm not allowed to have my personal safety while I'm here so I did the next best thing, made a break for it.
I ended up at the patio. Now this is a nice place. Great view, great air, no one to bother me, lynn tyrne's corpse on the ground, great atmosphere, just a swell place.
But of course it wouldn't be right for me to have a nice day, nope. Lita walks out onto the patio and when she did... things started getting weird. I felt like I had blanked for a bit, things were fuzzy, and I couldn't get my head on straight. Then to just confirm things were all messed up, that corpse on the ground stood up, glowing red eyes and all, and came at me. She clocked me good. Real good. Sent my head straight into the railing and knocked me out, and that was that.
I woke up and climbed up the broken elevator shaft and end up in the history hall. Neat place. Not what Drifter's lookin' for though. I went to the Relaxation Room and sat down. This is just what I needed. I watched some TV, noticed the youtuber and that Wexlyn fellow talking near his office, kept watching some tv. Not a very impressive connection that TV's got, kept flickering in and out, but it was fine I guess. The two of them left, I hung around, and then the TV stopped flipping out and I got some interesting bits of news from the newscaster there. Something that's for me to know and maybe others to find out I dunno yet.
Anyways I watched the news there and could tell someone walked into the bathroom behind me but I didn't care. I got bored and left back into the history hall. Spotted the youtuber again, this time leaving the Doc toward the fountain room. I felt like following 'er but, eh, I'm not really a follower. I do my own thing. I dipped into the media library instead.
I was gonna look around in here, I really was, but I saw that damn glass hallway again and, well, what you thought I WASN'T gonna go for round two? I took a swing at it, careful not to fall in this time, and got some cracks here 'n there, and they started spreading which meant I was doin' something right. Lita walked by but I'm not too sure I'm really on speakin' terms with that one right now. Anyways I winded up for another swing but... some real threatenin' looking figure walked in. Dark coat, wide-brimmed hat, couldn't see their face. They pulled a piece and aimed it at me. Now, if I was anywhere else I'd have drawn first but of course I'm not allowed to have my personal safety while I'm here so I did the next best thing, made a break for it.
I ended up at the patio. Now this is a nice place. Great view, great air, no one to bother me, lynn tyrne's corpse on the ground, great atmosphere, just a swell place.
But of course it wouldn't be right for me to have a nice day, nope. Lita walks out onto the patio and when she did... things started getting weird. I felt like I had blanked for a bit, things were fuzzy, and I couldn't get my head on straight. Then to just confirm things were all messed up, that corpse on the ground stood up, glowing red eyes and all, and came at me. She clocked me good. Real good. Sent my head straight into the railing and knocked me out, and that was that.