Radios

Robotic Voice: R-4808n 27 14 06 115 48 40

Cornelius Pernell: I hope you’re receiving this transmission, Peter. If you are not, then all is already lost. You must know by now that we failed to contain the asylum, and that we had to move the experiment here. Location. The numbers will guide you. The Giant must remain (static) at all costs. Repeat, Der Riese must (static) safe at all costs. The DG-2 experiments continue. You’ll be our only advantage now. Find Dr. Richtofen and Dr. Maxis, they may know what’s going on. The use of Element 115 is dangerous at best. I’m not sure how long we can continue here. We’ve lost most of our best (static). I hope you get this. I hope it hasn’t happened there too, but I’m almost out of hope.

Robotic Voice: 60 54 06.96 101 55 44.94

Whispering Voice: (static) Element 115… (static) Find Dr. Richtofen… (static) At Verruckt… (static)

(Static)

Marine: Here they come!

(Static)

Marine: They’re everywhere!

Marine: Shit!

(Sounds of zombies moaning, tearing down boards)

Marine: We need to get these doors open!

Marine: Don’t leave me!

(Static)

Marine: Hang in there, we’re going to get the power on!

Marine: Hurry it up, okay!

(Gunshots and zombies)

Marine: They’re everywhere!

(Gunshots and zombies)

Marine: Alright, go!

(Gunshots and running)

(Static)

(Sound of power coming back, traps killing zombies)

(Static)

Tank Dempsey: Eh, where are we?

Nikolai Belinski: A better question is- 

Edward Richtofen: When are we?!

Nikolai Belinski: No! Where the hell is my vodka?!

(Takeo groaning in background)

Edward Richtofen: Yes, of course! The DG2 must have overloaded the teleporter, ripping space-time, backtracing us to the future! How Wunderbar!

(Takeo throwing up, bottle falling to ground)

Nikolai Belinski: There’s my vodka! Thank you, Takeo!

Tank Dempsey: Oh, come on, Tak, suck it up and walk it off!

Dr. Monty: Shi No Numa... Did I say that right? I've not really put the effort into learning Japanese. In some ways, that's where it really started to you guys. It's also where Fluffy returned, right? Well, when I say returned, I'm referring more to her offspring, her little pups. They grew big, didn't they? More importantly, they started showing signs of food aggression. Oh, that's never good. Gotta say, I still prefer an angry dog to any kind of cat. I know it's wrong to generalize but frankly, all cats are evil little shits!