Karolina

Again: the Opera has no record of any Operant successfully performing this manoeuvre, let alone CASCADE.

And her body.

Bullshit. We have tight posters. That's a wall rug.

She wants the answer to be no.

She's screwing you, here. This isn't fair.

The missing figurine from her room.

The one you claimed to have done yourself. The one you lied about.

You tap her headset; she lifts it to peer at you.

"But he was standing on a ledge, looking out over a swampland. And... then I could see my equipment. My bootlegging machine, hulking in the water beeping and flashing."

"Bye, Hersh."

"Bye..."

"Hersh, are you ready?"

"Hersh, did you find my figurine?"

"Hersh."

"I don't know... I don't remember."

"I got the sense that he was looking for something. He kept tossing those same bone dice into the palm of his hand."

"I'll be here."

"It was about Septimus."

"No... what?"

"Not since the last one." She shrugs. "I think my brain finally remembered how to turn off."

"Oh... yeah... hi..."

"We were in the middle of the ocean, it seemed like. But it was peaceful. We spoke a lot."

"Weird. Like I'm on the wrong planet. I keep trying to control things with my mind like I'm still in the machine."

"What am I looking for again?"

"What the fuck did you do, Tigerpussy? Have you been fucking with her equipment?"

"What, you're not..."

A fraction of the gang reunites! Not all is lost.

What about the one from Karolina's dream?

Your turn over the card. Its face shows a dozen moths, some of them have embers on their wings.

"I left her behind."

Holding his gaze on you, he retreats back into the sedative. Eventually his eyes flutter closed and his head falls limp against his shoulder.

Holding his gaze on you, he retreats back into the sedative. Eventually his eyes flutter closed and his head falls limp against his shoulder.

Holding his gaze on you, he retreats back into the sedative. Eventually his eyes flutter closed and his head falls limp against his shoulder.

The Weeping Eye may have relied on the sound of animal cries to cover the interrogation.

This is the pet shop you're looking for.

It also doesn't make sense... Karolina was the one who was uncovered in the EMTERR-backed dream study...

Five years ago, he was one of the top experimental somnologists in the Developed World.

If you mean to bring KINDRED with you, a clean break is best.

"If there's anything you can do to help her... please know that I would be extremely grateful."

"Sure, I'll do that."

"Well, she's still with Septimus."

"Looks like the makings of a weird group though. Shoved-into-locker-tier motherfuckers."

"That Karolina girl's buying me drinks. Seems pretty cool."

The machinery beeps and flashes, exhaling warm breath.

There's nothing to do here.

This isn't working. Try using that console.

Told you there's something awesome happening here. Get involved!

You return to Karolina's bootlegging equipment. She twitches in her chair, oblivious to your presence.

"And you're certain this is the squad? Once I submit this form we're committed."

The Crew is forever.