The observation deck is filled with people dressed in Judge's uniforms. Rico is at the forefront of the crowd, at the side of a man with salt-and-pepper hair and a gleaming eagle on his chest, whose hand is on his shoulder. Rico looks down, as if seeing you for the first time.
And grins.
In response, Rico gives you a cheery wave and gently tips a lever forwards.
The conveyor belt gives a lurch, and starts inching faster until it settles at a higher speed. The machinery around you groans with the effort, hissing steam and punching pistons. The people with enough consciousness left in them realise this latest misfortune and scream louder, a rising wave of panic that ripples outwards. Some people around you realise that it was your actions that prompted this, and resentful hands clutch at your ankles as you pass by them, pulling down.
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The observation deck is filled with people dressed in Judge's uniforms. Rico is at the forefront of the crowd, at the side of a man with salt-and-pepper hair and a gleaming eagle on his chest, whose hand is on his shoulder. Rico looks down, as if seeing you for the first time.
And grins.
In response, Rico gives you a cheery wave and gently tips a lever forwards.
The conveyor belt gives a lurch, and starts inching faster until it settles at a higher speed. The machinery around you groans with the effort, hissing steam and punching pistons. The people with enough consciousness left in them realise this latest misfortune and scream louder, a rising wave of panic that ripples outwards. Some people around you realise that it was your actions that prompted this, and resentful hands clutch at your ankles as you pass by them, pulling down.
You are forced into a light jog.
What will you do?