Atomica Page #2

Yeah, that's you.

Guest quarters.

It's not much, but you know...

Maid comes at 10:00 a.m.

for a fluff and fold.

Merry Christmas.

[sighs]

[whirring, clanging]

Robinson?

[bat squeaking, wings flapping]

Robinson?

[guitar strumming]

Robinson.

[strumming]

Oh.

Hello.

Wow.

I didn't realize this was

gonna be a formal occasion.

I would've shaved my face.

What's that?

In case I need to reach you

in the facility.

Aw, you don't need that.

You're never too far away.

So this is what you

came here to see, huh?

[beeping, whirring]

[beeping]

[beeping, whirring]

[beeping]

[beeping, whirring]

- What's wrong with it?

- [beeping]

Ah, I very much enjoyed

our conversation.

I was feeling a little lonely

before you turned up.

You are just a breath of fresh air.

I'm not here to talk.

I'm here to fix your facility.

Yes.

What's that?

Universal comm unit.

The nerve center for our

whole communication array.

How do you not know this?

The thing's a dinosaur.

Like everything else around here.

Gibson Desert North is not a dinosaur.

It's the prototype that our

entire company is hinged on.

And our proudest achievement.

Oh. Well, then that's

just a little bit sad.

[whirring]

[strumming continues]

So?

[low humming]

Sorry.

Can you fix it?

There's no power.

I have batteries.

I'm gonna have to run a

diagnostics scan on the entire facility

to see where the breakdown

in the system is.

Diagnostics scan, huh?

Yeah.

Yeesh.

Would you mind showing me

to the machine room?

Sure.

[strumming stops]

Now.

Don't touch the guitar, please.

[sighs]

What facility do you work at?

I don't work at any one

particular facility.

I'm based at HQ.

Oh. So you don't know

anything about SDP then.

Sensory deprivation psychosis.

I came up with that.

What is it?

Well, you know, you spend

too much on your own

in a place like this.

No windows...

You go a little...

You go a little psycho, you know.

I mean...

That's why we give psychological

profiles to all of our employees

- before they get the job.

- Yeah.

Well, it's not that simple.

When did you say Dr.

Zek is gonna be back?

I didn't.

Well, you have to know

something about his schedule.

No. I mean, you know, he works in a

completely different

part of the compound,

behind a locked door.

He's the one with the Ph.D., remember.

I stay out of his way,

take out the trash.

And he just goes out

every now and again?

Look, I'm not the boss.

He is. I'm not his mum.

That's not what I'm suggesting.

I'm just...

We're almost here.

It's through here to his lab?

Yeah, yeah. It's down

the end of this corridor.

Get a chance to, uh,

see Dr. Zek's crazy

scientific experiments up close.

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