Part 9The same number as the Underworld Manny is in! Whee!
Seems like Manny is stuck there. Let us see what we can find there. And how the hell did Glottis manage to fit in this place anyway?
Ew. There must be a use for that later, I think.
Let's see what happens when one tries to interact with the window, examination and use.
Bah, would've been too easy.
Let's try the door.
Yup, there is someone there.
That person out there is Salvador Limones, as you will see in a moment.
Dialog tree time!
Who's out there?
Or rather, I was you years ago.
Yeah, well I'm me now, so get lost.
Get me out of here!
The only way out, Manuel, is to be taken back in.
If you are truly still loyal to this company, declare it loudly.
The management might hear and stick you right back in their fold.
Yeah, well I got something they can stick in their fold...
You have to try harder than that Manuel.
A man's loyalties decide his destiny.
My loyalty is still to the DOD, believe it or not.
You just keep up that spirit, and I'm sure you'll get out of here soon enough.
How's my little Count of Monte Cristo?
No, really. Who ARE you?
I am a fellow prisoner, my friend.
Maybe, but your cell is a lot bigger than mine, jailmate.
What are they going to do to me?
I don't want to alarm you, Agent Calavera...
But have you ever seen a man SPROUTED?
What do you mean, "sprouted?"
Then you don't know...
...there's nothing more horrible than the bite of the sprouter.
Its deadly stinger spreads a green disease through every calcified pore on your body...
...leaving you veined with roots and flocked with grass...
...steadily growing thicker and thicker until you crash and bloom out...
...in a horrifying bouquet of pain and fragrant suffering...
...screaming until your mouth fills with petals and your nostrils shoot out thorny stems...
...and the bulbs sprout in your eyes...
...leaving you nothing but a patch of wildflowers on the ground, swarming with butterflies.
Are you done?
No, I've never seen that.
Look, you gotta open that door for me, amigo.
If you are still loyal--
Lay down and roll over and bark the company fight song, I know.
The DOD runs a crooked game, and I intend to prove it.
You would do that?
That could cause this agency a lot of trouble...
I'm gonna blow the lid off this place!
Young man, you are an enemy of the Department of Death!
Welcome to the club!
Next: We explore that room.