[Those dark bottomless eyes watch them, the little fuzzy antennae shifting a bit. Then he nods, starting to get up and. He's quite tall, almost having to lean down in this small panic room. Trying not to step on any of the recorders or statement folders strewn about.]
I know where you have to go, then. I-if you're really trying to wake me up. But it's... You won't like it.
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I know where you have to go, then. I-if you're really trying to wake me up. But it's... You won't like it.