Twenty Twenty-Four Page #2

Play it.

It's Morse code.

SOS.

Yes.

What is that?

Isolate the audio.

Just the voice.

What language is that?

Translate what she's saying.

There is no radiation.

There's a leak.

Right now, it's just oxygen.

But if there is a way in, Plethura

could become compromised.

What the hell is this?

What the hell is this?

Why?

What is this place?

What's it for, Arthur?

Why would someone

try to get in here?

How could they? No one else

made it down below.

Or maybe it's purpose

is to f*** with my mind.

Am I?

Is it irrational to do what

they are doing to me?

Management.

After all, there is always

someone watching.

Isn't that right, Arthur?

I know what this place is.

In fact, I think I've known

for a while.

Oh, you know what

I'm talking about.

Don't think of me as an idiot.

I've figured it out.

But none of this is real!

What am I, a test subject?

For Priority One!

A psychological profile, huh?

We talk about it.

Of course, it does.

You shot someone off.

You condition them and then you

just wait for them to crack

and count the days for them

to go mad, is it?

Is that it?

It's not our situation.

It's mine.

Roy?

Roy!

Roy?

How the hell did

my chamber door get open?

The door to my chamber,

how the f*** did it get open?

Every night, I lock that door.

I can't sleep unless I know that it's locked,

I've been that way since I was a child.

But today, I wake up

and it's open.

How?

Who opened that f***ing door?

What are you trying to do to me?

You think that I know who I am.

Show me the surveillance feeds

for the hub.

Just do it.

What are you talking about?

I thought we fixed that.

Tell me how is it that

there is a power shortage

that you know nothing about!

How do you explain that?

Or else what?

Let it fail.

You heard it, Arthur.

I said let it fail.

No, it won't.

This is a simulated environment.

I know it.

Even if you don't.

Instinct.

Or something

you know about, is it?

Why, because I know the truth?

What I believe, Arthur,

is that I will discover the truth

by going through that door.

You think I'm afraid.

Where do I find it?

See if you can figure out

what the problem is.

I'm going to focus

on restoring power.

No!

Arthur, pull those surveillance

feeds up on the screen,

that track all the motion

sensors around the bunker.

Just do it!

I'm a scientist.

I believe in facts.

Not fabrications.

Only an inalienable truth.

But you are right, Arthur.

I'm afraid.

I'm afraid that

I'm losing my mind.

And I don't think

I'm alone down here.

Arthur, is it real?

Plethura.

Of course.

What do you mean?

I convinced myself

I was losing my mind, Arthur.

See if I'm more comforted,

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