[Wised up too late. He wakes up, and the Project's gone. The Dakotas have absconded with North's fragment in tow. York is M.I.A. Carolina officially declared dead. Maine, worse. Agent Texas, rogue and at large. Their number of active operatives have been practically halved in the time that he was in medical, someone else's digital soul streaming through his veins.]
[None of them came back for him.]
[Maybe they all figured he was dead. Or better off in the Project's hands. Maybe they decided he was too crazy to be worth saving.]
[Can't say they'd be wrong.]
I'm not saying that what you did wasn't right. [Not when he finally woke the fuck up.] But if you know how the Project ended, then you know you wouldn't have been alone in doing it. It self-destructed from the inside out because too many of us -
[His smile is so skewed beneath his helmet that it hurts.]
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[Wised up too late. He wakes up, and the Project's gone. The Dakotas have absconded with North's fragment in tow. York is M.I.A. Carolina officially declared dead. Maine, worse. Agent Texas, rogue and at large. Their number of active operatives have been practically halved in the time that he was in medical, someone else's digital soul streaming through his veins.]
[None of them came back for him.]
[Maybe they all figured he was dead. Or better off in the Project's hands. Maybe they decided he was too crazy to be worth saving.]
[Can't say they'd be wrong.]
I'm not saying that what you did wasn't right. [Not when he finally woke the fuck up.] But if you know how the Project ended, then you know you wouldn't have been alone in doing it. It self-destructed from the inside out because too many of us -
[His smile is so skewed beneath his helmet that it hurts.]
Too many of us woke the fuck up.