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[childofartemis]

This... this isn't Berlin. This isn't any place in Eurasia that I recognize either.

Ah, fuck. Looks like wherever I am, the bullets followed me here. Hate bullet wounds. Hate.Tios? Jas? This isn't funny anymore! Come on, guys. We have work to do, and you're the only two who can work the transporters and could possibly have gotten me... wherever I

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[xxredfieldxx]

Heya. Take a deep breath and relax. My name is Claire Redfield and I’m the Deputy of the city’s Task Force and Head of Orientation. I'd like to welcome you to World's End. Basically, it’s my job to get you settled in and take care of any minor discrepancies so let me know if you need anything.

As you might have guessed, the streets aren’t exactly safe, so please locate your map [Function 2] and make your way into the city’s center and stop by the Task Force [MAP] to see either myself or my associate Eileen Galvin.

Oh! Read this document [HERE] as soon as possible. It contains some very important information that you should know.

[childofartemis]

Oh... Thanks.

So is this place anything like Land's End or is that something completely different?

[xxredfieldxx]

The clothing brand? Haha, I wish.

[childofartemis]

I was thinking more like the peninsula, but.

Is that a hospital I see on that map?

[littlekoorime]

Bullet wounds?

[childofartemis]

Yeah. Small caliber bullets, fired into places where they wouldn't have been able to do much damage. Still hurts like a bitch, though.

[littlekoorime]

Is it possible for you to tell me where you are? I could help to heal your injuries.

[childofartemis]

Ah, yeah. I'm on the... south west end of town, if I'm reading the map right, on the outskirts between the sea and the forest.

Ms. Redfield mentioned something about sending some help. The two of you work together?

[top_black_spy]

Bullet wounds are but victory scars, my friend.

[childofartemis]

If you walk away alive, that is.