[The Captain is roaming the streets, again. Much like before, he has that 9-iron in his hands.
Unlike before now it's not held ready to fight, it's dragging along beside him bouncing along the pavement.
The Captain's shoulders are slumped and he seems to drag each step.
He is crying and mumbling to himself.]
I knew it'd never work
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Unfortunately, you aren't so lucky.
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This town just tricked me into thinking there was ever any hope.
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I'm not a hero.
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Even if I was alive to free everyone, I'd be gone when this nightare is over.
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