Part 43

That damned thing messed me up pretty bad with whatever toxin it injected into my bloodstream. I use the last of my energy to heal as much as I can. I'd better be really careful until I find a new battery.



Woman: "I need a doctor..."

Looks like Escher has regained consciousness after all.



I crouch down to get a better look. She's bad off. It looks like the parasite was the least of her worries. Mastaba shot her right in the chest. Her lung is probably collapsed and she's lost alot of blood between that and the parasite. I don't think she'll make it, doctor or not.

Woman: "Don't kill me..."

A bit awkwardly, I put one of my grotesque hands on her foot reassuringly. It's not much, but it's all the comfort I am able or willing to give at this point.



"Mastaba shot me, the traitor bastard. He's already beaten you to it."



"And he's sealed me in. This place is now my tomb, too."



She stays silent for a moment before starting to speak again.

"What are you doing here? Are you still human... or are you a machine?"



If there's anything I know I'm not, it's one of the Mondite's tools.