[Wednesday morning is a particularly warm day in Mayfield. With the sun in the sky, it seems like the perfect time to go for a swim down at the rec center. Luckily for you, although the pool has been closed off the past two days, it seems as though this morning, someone has left the door unlocked
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This place is ideal for what I want. A battlefield where we can kill, die, and kill again with no repercussions. I have nowhere else to be, aside perhaps damnation, and while I don't intend to run from it? I will play as long as I can with the time I have.
I don't intend to let them leave, if I can help the town on that.
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You're even sadder than the rest of them. They'll never give you the power you want.
But you are the perfect drone for what I need most right now.
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I hardly need power. I merely need to be here.
And what might that be?
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But I'd rather stay alive like this than do something they'll thank me for as my last act.
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That little bitch Lucy Smith is really a man named Doctor Zemekis. He created this town. Used to be a sharp man, but he lost it somewhere along the way. He's the one behind everything here. The Milkman's his creature, too, although don't ask me how. He wants everything to be perfect, so he keeps himself nice and droned as little Lucy, but he can drone and undrone himself all he wants.
As for the reason all of you are here, well...
[He smiles a knowing smile, and suddenly, his pulse stops and the consciousness fades from his eye.
Evan Olney is dead.]
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Before he takes the pocket knife out. He didn't get to finish his last message. Perhaps he'll finish this one.
The Major will shred the phrase "Ich bin Defätist" into Olney's back before heading back home.]
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