Organization, Ho!

[dont_ingest]

[At the Mess Hall]

If I could have your attention. My name is Garrus Vakarian, your "Zombie Resistance Coordinator." However, at the moment we have something more troubling than the restless undead on our hands. You or your friends may have encountered the "virus" which has been plaguing Camp in recent months. Admiral ZEX has compiled all the

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[toughcloaca]

-- Jack.

[noughtokay]

Hey, doc.

[toughcloaca]

When did you arrive?

[noughtokay]

A few days ago, I guess.

[toughcloaca]

Noted. Need any background information on the situation?

[noughtokay]

Garrus forwarded me some stuff. It's all pretty fucking unbelievable, but I don't think you guys've got any good reason to lie to me.

[toughcloaca]

None. All true. Have lived some of it. Studied it. Still studying it. No sense, pattern, logic. Being toyed with, almost.

[noughtokay]

I've been here for days and I can tell you it's damn well not almost.

[toughcloaca]

Must maintain some doubt, even if all signs point to "sentient camp playing with residents for fun."

[noughtokay]

You go on and do that, then.