0: The Lab

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#PICT 1 Hello, again! Yup, it's me, Rendar. I just gathered a little information I thought you might want. First of all, I went through the history of this place and it appears that the foundation of the building has undergone some seismic activity of serious magnitudes(the basement's falling apart). It looks like the main stairway to the lab has collapsed, so you're going to have to find another route in. Also, let me just warn you that this Professor is one sick guy, so don't try any of this stuff at home. That's all I have to say. Oh yeah, one minor detail. It appears that the door to the lab has a few guards here and there, so try to find another route in. I'll see what havoc I can create for you inside. Other than that, you're on your own. Good luck, and may the force be with you! -Rendar-

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Kitchen-O-Matic High-tech computer blablablabla ID# 3.1428571429 logging in...........

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Have fun!

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HELLO, THERE!

Wow, I'm impressed. I'd have expected your guts to be splattered all over one of these walls by now. I guess this means I have to give you a little more respect now... well, maybe not, but that's not important. The door guards weren't exactly at their fullest today, if you didn't notice. Lately, they've been working late hours and getting way underpaid, so they seem to be more concerned with each other than you, so you weren't THAT impressive. Okay, I'm going to bring you on board. I know I said to find a transporter, but I lied. I figured out a way to teleport you from terminals. Sometimes, I even surprise myself. Meet you aboard. -Rendar-

Oh yeah, don't forget to wipe your feet.

-Au Revoir, Mon Cher-