the plot thickens.
The Courier looks down at Ísja and Num from a distance, standing still. The cultists, still seated, watch the scene.
THE COURIER: I MUST SAY, IT'S STRANGE YOU WERE SEARCHING FOR AN OBJECT YOU KNEW NOTHING ABOUT. WHAT WERE YOUR INTENTIONS AFTER YOU FOUND IT, I WONDER?
The Courier rushes forward with a WOOOOOSH.
THE COURIER: ULTIMATELY, IT DOESN'T MATTER. THERE ARE FAR MORE INTERESTING FACTORS AT WORK HERE.
The Courier stops directly in front of Ísja and Num, leaning over them. A light clicks on inside it and makes a KA-CHUNK! sound. Ísja and Num look terrified as the light scans over the two of them. When the light hits Ísja, it reveals several small creatures clinging to him. They're bipedal and have flat, star-shaped heads with eight points.
The Courier's lenses close slightly as though it's narrowing its theoretical eyes.
THE COURIER: HOW PECULIAR. WHY DO THEY FLOCK TO THE BOY?
the plot thickens.
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