Do You Feel Lucky?

> Uh... no, this is just standard post-accident assessment. We need to make sure what all you remember, so just explain what was supposed to happen as if we were brand new Navigators, although we totally aren't. See, what a silly idea would that be, us being new Navigators who had no idea that there was such a thing as a navigator until you told us, right? Haha, totally funny.

I... I don't think this counts as an GAAAAAHHHHH.

You should probably get up to speed with what's happening outside.

Y-yeah.



Holy hells, it's a full-on barricade. What the fuck am I carrying?!



Uh-oh



"Covoso, stop that noise. Our guest is awake."



"Good morning, Courier. My name is "Weird Eyes" McGee, of the Double Bandana Gang. Normally we'd leave ya alone, but we're being paid incredible money for what's in your van. C'est la vie."



"Now listen here, punk, I'm getting paid just as good money to get this where it needs to go, safe and sound. So push off if you know what's good for you!"



"Bwahaha! Just as good money? You have no idea what's in your backseat, do you? You haven't got a clue what you're getting yourself into. Just give us the package and we all walk out of here alive,

...uh..."



"...boyyyy?"



"No way, Weird Eyes, that's totally a girl. I think."



"Could go either way, Weird Eyes."



...



"Anyway, that's the deal, Courier. Take it or l-"



paf



"Move in, team! Secure the package! All shall crumble before the Last Light Militia!



...you still there? Because I think I'm gonna throw up.