#YouDontKnowJax
Key in hand I make my way back. Yep, those women sure still don't give a shit that I'm in here with them. Is it possible for such a game as this to disturb me on some level?
Whatever. Back to that brown door upstairs we passed by, leading to some form of generator room. Inside and to our left, a guy who's equally as passive towards us. We're allowed to check the computer he's working on, likely since he probably saw us on a monitor thrashing the BD goons and really doesn't want to pick a fight he can't win.
Which gets us a message from HQ telling us our insider is ready to meet us. So that's who owns Sophia 9th!
She's also a redhead so I guess we gotta go back downstairs to the weird basement communal shower of utterly :l women.


