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[remindmeof_me]

Adrian Shephard likes to think of himself as a pretty adaptable man. Throw him into a strange situation in a new environment and he takes to it quickly, under just about any circumstances you could care to name. Mama Shephard saw to it that all her kids grew up like that. It's served her middle child well in all kinds of places and situations,

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[blueshifted]

Barney comes to, slowly, and in somewhat of a blind panic. He's in a Combine... something. That's not good, but--

--is that singing?

It's so unexpected that it calms him down soon enough, and he lays back in the storage unit to just listen.

[remindmeof_me]

"Eighty men tried, an' eighty men died
Now they're buried together on the countryside.

Ten, twenty, thirty, forty, fifty or more!
The bloody Red Baron was rollin' out the score!
Eighty men died tryin' to end that spree
Of the bloody Red Baron of Germany..."

[blueshifted]

"Left, two, three, four..." is Barney's weak response after listening--it's not so much singing along as it is mouthing the words softly.

[remindmeof_me]

"In the nick of time, a hero arose-"

Shephard breaks off; did he just hear something? He does his best to crane his neck far enough to get a look behind them, but it's kind of hard to see anything in this cockpit other than what's out the front window if he doesn't want them all to die horribly.

"Somebody awake back there?" he finally says.