Something’s coming, the whispers growing louder: the worst winter storm in Bureau history.
A retribution for my sins, our sins.
This threat could destroy the Bureau, everything I’ve built.
A web’s spun, turning this place against me.
I catch glimpses of it in the corner of my eye.
It’s just out of reach, elusive.
A perverse game of hide and seek.
Is this part of an attack, obfuscating the facts, dimming my eyes?
It’s hard to tell.
I need answers.
I haven’t heard back from Darling.
I fear for my friend, my closest ally.
I think we made a terrible mistake all those years ago.
That thing he studies is putting us all in danger.
It’s my duty as Director to keep the Bureau safe.
It’ll be difficult.
What’s done can’t be undone.
There’s no easy fix.
Magical thinking is a requirement for survival.
Pain and suffering are mandatory.
To change things you have to break yourself.
I don’t know if I have the strength.
I’m old and weak. I’m afraid.
I can see my hands trembling.
I’m losing control.
|Trench||Ashtray Maze • Control Points • Endless Grind • Hotline • Internal Lockdown • Management Team • Northmoor • Oceanview Motel • Panopticon • Prime Candidates • Slidescape-36 • The Coming Storm|
|The Board||Astral Constructs • Astral Entities • Board Countermeasures • Control Points • Departure • Dissent • Former • Foundation • Objects of Power • Rituals • The Directorship • The Future • The Hiss|
|Marshall||Becoming Director • End of the World • Out of Options • The Foundation • Two Birds, One Bomb|