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As you have already probably surmised, the marauding hordes are quite stupid, and the problem should not take too long to rectify. However, in addition to extermination, I would ask you to put on your engineering cap for just one moment, and repair a faulty circuit board which has been removed from the control panel which guides the lido's water circulation system. The prankster, whose identity is unknown as yet, appears to have re-routed the water supply in order to re-hydrate his, or indeed her, demonic swarm. I don't know how many more of these creatures are awaitng an awakening, so it would be prudent, I think you'll agree, to prevent further outbreaks of incivility where at all possible. A spare circuit board can be found in the pump room behind the waterfall mural to your immediate right. Entry to the room is faciliatted via the switch on the adjoining wall to your left. Please make haste to return here once the dread creatures have all been dispatched, and the circuit board is in place. I may have some useful information regarding the perpetrator's identity.
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It would appear that bad luck, like old London buses, always arrives in threes, Sir. No sooner is the Shooting gallery cleared for tonight's competition, and the lido is purged of it's murderous intruders, that tragedy again strikes the beleagured Dragonfly. It looks very much as if the worrying tick whose japes have thusfar cost many an innocent life, caused you a great deal of physical trial, and jarred my own conviction in humanity's capacity for goodness and charity, is none other than an agent provocateur for a band of inter-stellar pirates, hell bent on plundering this fair and plump cruise liner. I was monitoring the comings and goings of passengers engaged in a variety of afternoon diversions when I became aware of a weak, but still discernible, radio transmission delivering an outgoing message into the ether. I immediately intercepted this missive, and to my shock found none other than details of a most dastardly plan to divert the attention of the ship's security provisions, whilst a band of merciless pirates make a boarding into the Dragonfly's unprotected flanks, and thence to rob the passengers of their treasured possessions. Whilst you and I have been chasing after the mayhem stoked up the phantom prankster, the pirates have made good their entry into deck 89 where the bursar's office is situated. They are even now burrowing their greedy way into the ship's safety deposit area, and making off with the contents. Time is of the essence if we are to stem the flow of valuables and avert disaster: the passengers must not be alarmed, so a general alarm will not be sounded through the decks. Instead, The Company has asked that you be teleported directly to the scene of the crime, where you must do your utmost to stop this heinous heist. Trust me, Sir, when I say that I shall do everything in my powers to aid your progress. I have already dispatched a number of reserve security drones, although they're far from effective in this instance. Try not to shoot them, The Company has them on a trial basis only. Good luck, Sir.