Zed:
What is it you want?
Friend:
Sweet death. Oblivion.
Zed:
For yourself, or for the whole Vortex?
Friend:
For Everybody. An end to the human race. It has plagued this pretty planet for far too long.
Zed:
You stink of despair. Fight back! Fight for death, if that's what you want.
Friend:
I thought at first you were the one to help. But it's hopeless. All my powers have gone.
Zed:
Where is it? The Tabernacle?
Friend:
The Tabernacle... is... I can't remember!
Zed:
Who made it? Someone must know how to break it.
Friend:
Yes, but you can meet him for yourself! One of our founders, one of the geniuses who discovered immortality.
[Friend goes to the bed of the Old Scientist and, rousing him noisily, shouts]
Friend:
We want to die! Hm? What - what's the trick?
Old Scientist:
[feebly]
Death... death... Talk to May!
Zed:
May? May!
Riportata da il
05/03/2025 alle ore 08:43