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Wanda sits on a bed in a nondescript room with light gray walls. She is staring into space. with her white robe slipping down her shoulders. Parson looks at her with a worried expression, apparently wanting to help but having no idea what else to do. Sizemore is in the background opening the door.|||
Parson has exited through the small door and entered the darker grey of the hallway. Sizemore is closing the door behind them.|||
Sizemore is shown talking in low light, with clasped hands and a grim expression on his face.|||
A thouroughly defeated Sizemore trudges down the hallway, trailing his left hand along the wall. Parson's boot is just visible on the left of the frame.|||
Sizemore leads Parson down some stairs, illuminated only by a green light mounted on the interior wall. Parson holds his chin, thinking.|||
Sizemore Rockwell: Look, the chances are pretty good that we only have a few turns before the city falls.
If we're very lucky, we'll be captured.
If not, croaked.
But if we do anything but stay hidden from Lord Stanley, our chances of being disbanded before then go way up.
Sizemore Rockwell: Not only am I not an expert in the man's moods, there's only one person who is.
And he just treated her like she was me.
He's never done that before.
Parson and Sizemore walk through the door of Parson's quarters. The door looks like a strange face, with two lights for eyes, a strange noselike crest over the door, and rodent teeth in the doorway... a variation on his Hamstard livery. There is a lumpy form lying on the floor in the foreground.|||
Closeup of Bogroll. He is wearing a wig and a Hamstard T-shirt, complete with stains, and has an eye taped on his face to the left of his real eye, all a poor but enthusiastic attempt to make himself look like Parson.|||