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>//checking...
>//RUMBA_ACCEPTED. OPEN FILE:::Y
>/BEGIN PLAYBACK:::
WHISPER: “Don’t make me regret this, you hear, chica?”
ANGEL88: “Come on, Arturo. This means just as much to you as it does to me. Otherwise we’d never have made it here!”
WHISPER: “I know. That’s what scares me.”
ANGEL88: “I scare you more than the corpse of DHIYED?”
WHISPER: “Maybe it’s not just you. Maybe it’s the Dagon you always talk to and the fact you aren’t insane yet.”
ANGEL88: “I’m gonna take you affirming my sanity as a compliment.”
WHISPER: “We’re almost there.”
AUDIO DESCRIPTION: The distorted sound of mech footsteps. A gasp and an exclamation in Voladorese. A scream that is and isn’t human. The sound of mechanized weapons being used and being ripped apart. Flesh tearing. A heartbeat. The whistle of a swinging blade. DHIYED our teacher. DHIYED our killer.
WHISPER: “… I don’t want to learn anymore.”
>//PLAYBACK END