[When you open your eyes, you don't feel quite like yourself... but then the sensation clears. No, this is you. This is correct.
You're standing before an imposing set of office double doors, wearing a blue uniform. The war isn't going well for your side. You've all sort of been able to tell... but what choice do you have but to keep fighting it, when those are the orders? What choice do you have but to keep taking lives in a futile effort like this one? If they won't call a stop to it, if they're content to keep throwing their employees' lives and futures away, then--
That's all there is to do. It's not like anyone can change it.
You have a feeling you know who will be behind these doors, if you open them.]
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ichiban.
You're standing before an imposing set of office double doors, wearing a blue uniform. The war isn't going well for your side. You've all sort of been able to tell... but what choice do you have but to keep fighting it, when those are the orders? What choice do you have but to keep taking lives in a futile effort like this one? If they won't call a stop to it, if they're content to keep throwing their employees' lives and futures away, then--
That's all there is to do. It's not like anyone can change it.
You have a feeling you know who will be behind these doors, if you open them.]