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[The radio cuts in, static nearly drowning out an almost harsh voice] Damn- [The radio turns off and on again, the sound of footsteps crunching down the path soon joined by a thick Irish lilt.]
A right mess you have here, and I’ve seen my share of messes. Got yerself a long way to go to beat the top but- [there’s a pause and Atlas’s voice raises] Hell, what was- even the walls don’t give a straight answer ‘round these parts.
Someone has to be out there. [have the smallest of pauses, and then a strangely intent tone.] Would you kindly help a fella' out?
A right mess you have here, and I’ve seen my share of messes. Got yerself a long way to go to beat the top but- [there’s a pause and Atlas’s voice raises] Hell, what was- even the walls don’t give a straight answer ‘round these parts.
Someone has to be out there. [have the smallest of pauses, and then a strangely intent tone.] Would you kindly help a fella' out?