: Are the authorities here yet?
LOXOS: Probably. What does that matter?
: Because escape will be so much more impressive if I’m blowing past not just your vaunted private security guards but a couple of actual police officers as well.
LOXOS: It’s more than a couple. Honestly, , it’s over. What do you—what do you think you’re doing?!
[Snapping sounds.]
: I think I’m rescuing my friend from a lobotomy factory. And if I don’t find her one hundred percent intact, I think I’m contemplating my first murder.
[Crackling noises.]
LOXOS: Oh, . Nurse!
[Struggling noises.]
LOXOS: . Officers! Officers!
[Shrieking, followed by gurgling, followed by crashing.]
: Let’s go find her, shall we?
[Recording ends.]
MaryJanice Davidson, Rise of the Poison Moon
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