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Super-secret experiments are carried out here!  Minus the "secret" part.
Super-secret experiments are carried out here!  Minus the "secret" part.


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For seperate tests on the [[21st century conversations|2012 Conversations]] article, go [[User:NateDan/Sandbox/2012|here]].
 
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*'''Desmond:''' ''So how do we fix it?''
*'''Desmond:''' ''So how do we fix it?''
*'''Lucy:''' ''We find a memory you can synchronize with and move forward from there. You'll get used to it. This is the closest we can get, so, it's where we'll have to start. I'm uploading the tutorial program now.''
*'''Lucy:''' ''We find a memory you can synchronize with and move forward from there. You'll get used to it. This is the closest we can get, so, it's where we'll have to start. I'm uploading the tutorial program now.''
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*'''Vidic:''' ''He's experiencing a far better adoption rate than the other subjects.''
*'''Lucy:''' ''I'm still pulling him out. He's been in there way too long.''
*'''Vidic:''' ''No, not yet! We're still so far from where we need to be.''
*'''Lucy:''' ''We shouldn't risk it.''
*'''Vidic:''' ''What's another hour or two?!''
*'''Lucy:''' ''Why don't we discuss this in the conference room? Give Desmond a minute to stretch his legs.''
*'''Vidic:''' ''I really don't see the need-''
Lucy cut Vidic off.
*'''Lucy:''' ''Warren, please.''
*'''Vidic:''' ''Fine!''
Desmond eavesdropped on their conversation through the ventilation system in the bathroom.
*'''Vidic:''' ''I don't appreciate you questioning my authority in front of the prisoner. There's a word for that. I believe it's called insubordination.''
*'''Lucy:''' ''And I don’t appreciate you trying to kill him. There's a word for that too. I believe it's called stupid.''
*'''Vidic:''' ''Lucy! This isn't my decision. I don't set the deadlines, but I'm smart enough not to challenge them! Do you want to wind up like [[Leila Marino|Leila]]?''
*'''Lucy:''' ''I know the accident has everyone on edge.''
*'''Vidic:''' ''Which is why we don't have time to coddle him!''
*'''Lucy:''' ''If you push him too hard, he'll shut down. And then, we'll have nothing!''
*'''Vidic:''' ''We have nothing now!''
*'''Lucy:''' ''But we will. You just need to have a little faith.''
*'''Vidic:''' ''Fine. But I want you thinking of ways to improve his staying power. We can't afford to stop every time the man breaks a sweat! It's bad enough that we have to traipse through these useless memories!''
*'''Lucy:''' ''I'll do what I can.''
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*'''Lucy:''' ''So, you're really an Assassin? Like [[Altaïr Ibn-La'Ahad|Altaïr]]?''
*'''Desmond:''' ''Yes and no.''
*'''Lucy:''' ''What do you mean?''
*'''Desmond:''' ''I was supposed to be one. But I ran away from "[[the Farm]]" when I was 16.''
*'''Lucy:''' ''Farm?''
*'''Desmond:''' ''Yeah, that's what they called the place where I grew up. "The Farm." Like [[Masyaf]], I guess, only not so, uh... creepy. Just a small desert community out in the middle of nowhere. About 30 of us living, you know, off the grid.''
*'''Lucy:''' ''Why?''
*'''Desmond:''' ''I thought my parents were a bunch of crazy hippies trying to stick it to the man, you know. My [[William Miles|dad]] was always going on about our enemies, how they'd be looking for us, how we have to be prepared. But... no one ever came. Nothing ever happened.''
*'''Lucy:''' ''Why did you run away?''
*'''Desmond:''' ''I could never leave the compound. Do you have any idea what it's like being stuck in a place, knowing there's a whole world out there you'll never get to see?''
*'''Lucy:''' ''Don't you miss your parents?''
*'''Desmond:''' ''No. As far as I'm concerned, they were never my parents. They were my wardens and I was their prisoner.''
*'''Lucy:''' ''It sounds like they only wanted to protect you.''
*'''Desmond:''' ''With all that's happened... I don't know. Seems like they were right.''
*'''Lucy:''' ''I'm sorry. I didn't mean to dredge up the past.''
*'''Desmond:''' ''It's all right. Gives me something to think about.''
*'''Lucy:''' ''Try and get some sleep. We've got a long day ahead of us tomorrow.''
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*'''Desmond:''' ''Got a question before I turn in.''
*'''Lucy:''' ''Sure.''
*'''Desmond:''' ''How did they find me? I mean, I haven't been near another Assassin in ten years.''
*'''Lucy:''' ''Use your real name?''
*'''Desmond:''' ''Never. Not before today.''
*'''Lucy:''' ''Credit cards?''
*'''Desmond:''' ''Cash only.''
*'''Lucy:''' ''Telephone number?''
Desmond chuckled.
*'''Desmond:''' ''There's no one to call.''
*'''Lucy:''' ''Driver's license?''
*'''Desmond:''' ''Motorcycle. Guilty pleasure.''
*'''Lucy:''' ''There's your answer. Photo, fingerprint.''
*'''Desmond:''' ''This is a drug company! What's Abstergo got to do with the {{Wiki|Department of Motor Vehicles|DMV}}?!''
*'''Lucy:''' ''Desmond, these guys are everywhere. They... I... I'm sorry. I really can't talk about it.''
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Desmond groaned as he woke up, and spotted Vidic staring down at him.
*'''Desmond:''' ''Gotta say that's a little creepy, Doc. Waking up to you standing over me. You been watching me sleep?''
*'''Vidic:''' ''We're always watching you. Now get up. We've got a lot of work to do.''
Desmond responded sarcastically.
*'''Desmond:''' ''Ooh, wonder who I get to kill today.''
Vidic replied back in a terse manner.
*'''Vidic:''' ''Don't be so cavalier! Your ancestors almost had the right idea, Mr. Miles. If the deaths of a few people – evil people, no less – could save the lives of thousands more, well... it seems a small sacrifice.''
*'''Desmond:''' ''What do you mean, "almost?"''
*'''Vidic:''' ''They didn't go far enough! To use a rather tired analogy, corruption is no different than cancer. Cut out the tumors, but fail to treat the source and... well, you're buying time at best. There's no true change to be had without comprehensive, systemic intervention.''
*'''Desmond:''' ''Chemo for the masses.''
*'''Vidic:''' ''Education. Re-education to be more precise. But it's not easy, and it doesn't always take.''
*'''Desmond:''' ''Let me guess, you've got a better solution. What is it then?''
Vidic chuckled.
*'''Vidic:''' ''Now, that would be telling.''
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*'''Desmond:''' ''So, care to tell me who shoved the stick up his ass?''
*'''Lucy:''' ''We have a deadline. One week... well, six days now.''
*'''Desmond:''' ''Deadline?''
*'''Lucy:''' ''I can't talk about it.''
*'''Desmond:''' ''Man, put yourself in my shoes. I'm being held hostage by a group of scientists — at least I think you're scientists — and forced to spend all day in some crazy-ass machine. You won't tell me what you're looking for or why you want it, but I'm supposed to be thanking you for keeping me alive. This is so '''fucked!'''''
Lucy looked up at Desmond.
*'''Desmond:''' ''Sorry, but it is.''
*'''Lucy:''' ''What do you want me to do?''
*'''Desmond:''' ''Hmm, let's see... I don't know... maybe give me some '''answers?!'''''
*'''Lucy:''' ''I can't! And it's better this way. Safer.''
*'''Desmond:''' ''Safer for who?''
*'''Lucy:''' ''Both of us.''
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*'''Desmond:''' ''Hey, you know what? I think I have a question you can '''actually''' answer.''
*'''Lucy:''' ''What's up?''
*'''Desmond:''' ''Why is it that sometimes the guys in there talk like they're from the future?''
*'''Lucy:''' ''The future?''
*'''Desmond:''' ''I mean the present. Now, today, whatever.''
*'''Lucy:''' ''You've probably noticed that English has become the official language of the Holy Land.''
*'''Desmond:''' ''Yeah, I was going to say...''
*'''Lucy:''' ''The Animus is translating speech it deems vital into more modern English. So expect a few anachronisms. I could probably make it more authentic, but... you ever read {{Wiki|Geoffrey Chaucer|Chaucer}}?''
*'''Desmond:''' ''Who?''
*'''Lucy:''' ''Yeah, definitely not for you.''
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*'''Desmond:''' ''Can you tell me more about Abstergo? Or what goes on here, beyond the whole keeping me prisoner thing?''
*'''Lucy:''' ''Abstergo is one of the largest pharmaceutical companies in the world. Their primary focus is anti-depressants. There's some information on the computer over there.''
*'''Desmond:''' ''But you already said this wasn't about testing a drug. So, what's the deal?''
*'''Lucy:''' ''I don't like where this is going.''
*'''Desmond:''' ''So it's safe to assume the Animus isn't a part of their public face.''
*'''Lucy:''' ''What, you haven't seen the commercials?''
*'''Desmond:''' ''Oh my God. She has a sense of humor.''
*'''Lucy:''' ''I'm sorry, Desmond. I've got a lot of work to do. Like I said, if you want to know more about the company, take a look at the computer. The [[Akashic Satellite Plexus|telecommunication]] stuff is '''particularly''' interesting.''
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*'''Vidic:''' ''Let's go, Mr. Miles! Time's wasting!''
*'''Desmond:''' ''Where's Lucy?''
*'''Vidic:''' ''Oh, don't worry, she'll be with us soon enough.''
*'''Desmond:''' ''So why are you doing this, Doc? What're you hoping to accomplish?''
*'''Vidic:''' ''You turn the television on lately? Read the newspaper?''
*'''Desmond:''' ''Never cared much for that stuff.''
*'''Vidic:''' ''Then let me sum it up for you: The world's a mess! It's pathetic, really. You've seen it first-hand yourself. A thousand years between you and your ancestor and society remains just as barbaric, just as stupid.''
*'''Desmond:''' ''And your point is...''
*'''Vidic:''' ''[[New World Order|Order]], Mr. Miles. The world needs order. '''That''' is what we are working towards, and '''that''' is what you are helping us to achieve.''
Desmond laughed.
*'''Desmond:''' ''You expect me to believe you're building a better tomorrow?!''
*'''Vidic:''' ''That's exactly what we're doing! The human race calls out for direction. They want to know why they're here, what they're meant to do. Well... we're going to tell them. And once they understand how to live their lives, everything will be better.''
*'''Desmond:''' ''Better how?''
*'''Vidic:''' ''An end to all conflicts, large and small. Isn't that what you Assassins strive for? "Peace in all things?"''
Desmond replied harshly.
*'''Desmond:''' ''I told you, I'm not an Assassin.''
*'''Vidic:''' ''Right, right.''
*'''Desmond:''' ''I still don't know where I fit into this.''
*'''Vidic:''' ''In time, Mr. Miles. In time, you'll understand... or you won't! I don't care either way, just as long as you show us where it is.''
*'''Desmond:''' ''Where what is?!''
*'''Lucy:''' ''Sorry I'm late. Ready to go?''
*'''Vidic:''' ''Yes, we are.''
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*'''Vidic:''' '''''God damn it!''' What's the problem now?''
*'''Lucy:''' ''I'm getting weird temperature readings. I think the Animus is overheating.''
*'''Vidic:''' ''Christ! It's '''always''' something! How long?''
*'''Lucy:''' ''Too soon to tell.''
*'''Vidic:''' ''These delays are unacceptable, Ms. Stillman! I demand progress reports every hour!''
*'''Lucy:''' ''It's gonna be a while, Desmond. Why don't you go lie down or something? Get some rest.''
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*'''Desmond:''' ''Why is he always yelling at you? It's '''his''' machine.''
*'''Lucy:''' ''His '''theories'''. He's not the one who built it.''
*'''Desmond:''' ''Who did? You?''
*'''Lucy:''' ''No, Abstergo has a team of engineers. Not much they don't have. But I did oversee the assembly. Guess that's why he gets so angry with me.''
*'''Desmond:''' ''He's a dick.''
*'''Lucy:''' ''He's under a lot of pressure. We all are.''
*'''Desmond:''' ''I can't believe you’re defending the guy.''
*'''Lucy:''' ''Warren saved my life. So, if he wants to yell a little, let him.''
*'''Desmond:''' ''What do you mean he saved your life?''
*'''Lucy:''' ''You're not the only one who doesn't get to go home at night.''
*'''Desmond:''' ''Wait, are you saying you're a prisoner?''
Lucy walked over to the Animus.
*'''Lucy:''' ''When they first approached me, I was finishing up my Ph.D. The university made it clear I had no future there. They didn't like the subject of my doctorate... called it pseudo-science. Said keeping me on would discredit and embarrass them. It was the same everywhere. Other universities... companies I interviewed with... pretty soon I was out of money and out of time.''
Lucy pinched her fingers together.
*'''Lucy:''' ''I was '''this''' close to waiting tables. Then, I got a letter.''
*'''Desmond:''' ''From Vidic?''
*'''Lucy:''' ''He said he'd been following my career since {{Wiki|Undergraduate education|undergrad}}. That he believed in my work and wanted to meet to discuss my future. You have no idea how good it felt to hear that. So I met with him. What did I have to lose?''
*'''Desmond:''' ''And he offered you a job.''
*'''Lucy:''' ''Yes. Here at Abstergo. Helping out on the Animus Project. I'd have a chance to test my theories and prove the professors wrong. How could I turn that down?''
*'''Desmond:''' ''Think I'm missing the part where you became a prisoner.''
*'''Lucy:''' ''Sometimes I wonder if they weren't behind it all. If they manipulated events so I'd get desperate. They can do that. They can do anything. I didn't think when I agreed to come here... they even told me I'd be trapped. For 6 months, a year max. Once the product launched, there'd be no need for secrecy anymore. But, until then, I'd be a "guest of the company". At least... that's what they said.''
*'''Desmond:''' ''And when the Animus was ready?''
*'''Lucy:''' ''They came in while I was sleeping. Three guys... guns...''
Lucy got up and walked over to the nearby windows.
*'''Lucy:''' ''They dragged me out of bed... God... the worst part is, I '''knew''' them. One guy, Richard, we ate lunch together sometimes. And now he was gonna... They were cracking jokes... I tried to pull away... he hit me... and that's when he told me I was going to die.''
*'''Desmond:''' ''Christ! What did you do?''
*'''Lucy:''' ''Nothing. I kept telling myself it wasn't real. And then Warren was there, shouting at them to get away from me. And they listened.''
*'''Desmond:''' ''Jesus...''
*'''Lucy:''' ''He's not a happy man, Desmond. I wouldn't even say he's a good man, but he saved my life. They never came for me again. And he promised they never would.''
*'''Desmond:''' ''But you're still stuck here working for these nutjobs.''
*'''Lucy:''' ''But I'm alive. Anyway, I really do need to get the Animus repaired. I'll see you tomorrow, Desmond.''
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*'''Vidic:''' ''Rise and shine! We've got quite a day ahead of us!''
*'''Desmond:''' ''You're in a good mood this morning.''
*'''Vidic:''' ''Ms. Stillman has made some modifications to the Animus. You should be able to remain inside even longer now.''
*'''Desmond:''' ''And help you with your treasure hunt.''
*'''Vidic:''' ''This is serious business, Mr. Miles. I don't think you fully appreciate the work that Abstergo does.''
*'''Desmond:''' ''Maybe because I don't actually know what you people do.''
*'''Vidic:''' ''We change the world. Every day in a hundred different ways. Did you know that nearly every single breakthrough of the past millennia, be it medical, mechanical, or philosophical, has come from Abstergo or its predecessors?''
*'''Desmond:''' ''That's a bold claim, Doc. Think you might be exaggerating a bit?''
*'''Vidic:''' ''Not in the slightest. Oh, we certainly don't take the credit. That would arouse far too much suspicion. We choose our beneficiaries with great care.''
*'''Desmond:''' ''Why?''
*'''Vidic:''' ''Isn't it obvious? It means we're in control.''
*'''Desmond:''' ''But how? What makes you guys so special, so smart? That you happen to invent all these things while us mere mortals stumble around like idiots?''
*'''Vidic:''' ''To be fair, we don't invent them. We find them.''
*'''Desmond:''' ''Find them?''
*'''Vidic:''' ''They're gifts, Mr. Miles, from [[First Civilization|those who came before]]. We'll have to continue this discussion later. Time's wasting.''
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*'''Desmond:''' ''We're done already?''
*'''Vidic:''' ''Get up.''
*'''Desmond:''' ''Whatever you say, Doc.''
Vidic's phone rang and he answered it, starting a conversation.
*'''Vidic:''' ''I'm ending the session... I'll be right there. You're sure about this?... Yes. No. Everything's [[Denver]]... I don't see how he could... Of course... I understand.''
Vidic hung up, and then addressed Desmond.
*'''Vidic:''' ''You're in a lot of trouble, Mr. Miles.''
Vidic walked out of the laboratory.
*'''Desmond:''' ''What's his problem?''
*'''Lucy:''' ''They're coming for you.''
*'''Desmond:''' ''Who's coming for me?''
*'''Lucy:''' ''Assassins.''
*'''Desmond:''' ''Hey, I've got nothing to do with this!''
*'''Lucy:''' ''Sounds like they're mounting some kind of rescue attempt. Guess you're more important than you realized.''
*'''Desmond:''' ''Man, things just keep getting weirder and weirder around here.''
*'''Lucy:''' ''It was bound to happen.''
*'''Desmond:''' ''What do you mean?''
*'''Lucy:''' ''That little fight your ancestor started during the [[Third Crusade]]? It never ended. You're being held by Templars.''
*'''Desmond:''' ''Vidic's a Templar?''
*'''Lucy:''' ''There's no way you could've known, they hide it so well. But to answer your question, Vidic works for them. We all do. Abstergo is their company.''
*'''Desmond:''' ''I thought Templars were old dudes with funny hats who sat around drinking beer, plotting world domination with like the... lizard people.''
*'''Lucy:''' ''No. Except the part about world domination, I guess. Look, Desmond, it's complicated. Half the stuff they say about the Templars comes from crazy tin-foil hat-wearing nutjobs. The other half is misinformation intentionally produced by the Templars themselves.''
*'''Desmond:''' ''But they are the "bad guys," right?''
*'''Lucy:''' ''If there's one thing I've learned since I started working here, it's that there's no such thing. It's all so relative. I guess the best way to explain it is... what they want is good. But the way they're going about it... It's bad, really bad.''
*'''Desmond:''' ''What are they trying to do? '''Lucy?'''''
Lucy's phone rang and she answered it.
*'''Lucy:''' ''Yes?''
Vidic's voice could be heard through Lucy's phone.
*'''Vidic:''' ''Ms. Stillman, I need to speak with you. Get up here, '''Now!'''''
*'''Lucy:''' ''On my way, Doctor.''
Lucy hung up.
*'''Lucy:''' ''I'm sorry, Desmond, I have to go. You should turn in for the night. The answers to all of your questions are right in front of you. You just have to know where to look.''
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*'''Desmond:''' ''I think there's a problem with the Animus.''
*'''Lucy:''' ''Nope. It's working fine.''
*'''Desmond:''' ''I'm pretty sure it just ejected me-''
*'''Lucy:''' ''I'm pretty sure you should shut up.''
*'''Desmond:''' ''You ready to finally tell me what's going on?''
*'''Lucy:''' ''We have to stop them, Desmond. When they access that last memory of yours... they're just getting started. They want to change '''everything'''. The way we live, the way we think, the way we are. You've gotten the lecture from Vidic. About what's wrong with the world, how we need "order and discipline." So, they're going to give it to us. Only, we don't have a say in the matter.''
*'''Desmond:''' ''How?''
*'''Lucy:''' ''The Templar treasure. They think it–''
Lucy's phone rang and she answered it. Vidic responded through the phone.
*'''Vidic:''' ''Ms. Stillman!''
*'''Lucy:''' ''I'm here.''
*'''Vidic:''' ''I need you to upload Desmond's files to the database.''
*'''Lucy:''' ''Got it.''
Lucy hung up.
*'''Desmond:''' ''So, what? They're using me to find the Templar treasure? What do they call it? The "[[Pieces of Eden|Piece of Eden]]?"''
*'''Lucy:''' ''Yes.''
*'''Desmond:''' ''Well, it's looking like it's at Masyaf. So I don't know why they're wasting all this time with me. Why don't they just send their people to pick it up?''
*'''Lucy:''' ''They can't... it's not that simple. The artifact from Masyaf... they had it. It was destroyed in the accident.''
*'''Desmond:''' ''Then, what are they hoping for me? For my ancestor to tell them?''
*'''Lucy:''' ''They're hoping he'll show them where the other ones are.''
*'''Desmond:''' ''You mean there's more than one of these things?!''
*'''Lucy:''' ''Oh, Desmond. You have no idea.''
Lucy's phone rang again, with Vidic on the other end.
*'''Vidic:''' ''Is there a problem, Ms. Stillman?''
*'''Lucy:''' ''No, Warren. Everything's Denver on my end.''
*'''Vidic:''' ''Then, where are the files?''
Lucy hung up again.
*'''Lucy:''' ''I've gotta move these files before he gets suspicious. We'll talk more later.''
*'''Desmond:''' ''What does "Everything's Denver" mean?''
*'''Lucy:''' ''It means everything's fine.''
*'''Desmond:''' ''Why Denver?''
*'''Lucy:''' ''It's a reference to {{Wiki|Denver International Airport}}. There's an underground facility there. It's where the [[DIA satellite accident|accident]] happened.''
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*'''Vidic:''' ''Time's wasting, Mr. Miles!''
*'''Desmond:''' ''Yeah, yeah. I'm comi–''
*'''Vidic:''' ''We're nearly done, you know.''
*'''Desmond:''' ''And then what?''
*'''Vidic:''' ''You'll see. Maybe they'll even let you watch when it begins. It's not as terrible as you think.''
*'''Desmond:''' ''Look, I know you're not gonna let me leave. So why not tell me what's going on? Humor me.''
Vidic replied shrewdly.
*'''Vidic:''' ''I'm not an idiot, Mr. Miles. I think you've already learned quite a bit.''
Desmond played coy.
*'''Desmond:''' ''I don't know what you're talking about.''
*'''Vidic:''' ''Of course not.''
*'''Desmond:''' ''All right, let me ask you something else then.''
*'''Vidic:''' ''Yes?''
*'''Desmond:''' ''Some of the stuff I'm seeing in the Animus... sometimes it seems... wrong. Untrue, like the history's off somehow. It doesn't–''
Vidic interrupted Desmond.
*'''Vidic:''' ''It doesn't what, Mr. Miles? Match up with what you read on an online encyclopedia? What your high-school history teacher taught you? Let me ask you something: do these supposed experts have access to secret knowledge, kept hidden from the rest of us?''
*'''Desmond:''' ''There are books, letters, documents... all sorts of source material from back then. Some of it seems to contradict what the Animus is showing me.''
*'''Vidic:''' ''Anyone can write a book, and they can put whatever they want on its pages. Anything. Used to be that we thought the world was flat.''
*'''Desmond:''' ''Some people still do.''
*'''Vidic:''' ''Yes, and they publish books about it. Or that the moon landing was a hoax. I believe there's also {{Wiki|Bible|a book}} that claims the Earth was created in seven days. A best-seller, too!''
*'''Desmond:''' ''Where's this going, Doc?''
*'''Vidic:''' ''The point, I suppose, is that you shouldn't trust everything you hear. Everything you read. What's that your ancestor said? "Nothing is true?"''
*'''Desmond:''' ''"Everything is permitted."''
*'''Vidic:''' ''Yes, exactly. It's part of what makes the Animus so spectacular. There's no room for misinterpretation–''
Desmond interrupts Vidic.
*'''Desmond:''' ''There's always room.''
*''Vidic:'' ''Touché, Mr. Miles. Now that I've answered your question, can we begin?''
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*'''Vidic:''' '''''I said get up, God damn it! Listen!'''''
Vidic turned on the intercom, through which gunfire could be heard.
*'''Lucy:''' ''Oh no.''
*'''Vidic:''' ''Seems your Assassin friends found us!''
*'''Desmond:''' ''What?''
*'''Vidic:''' ''How'd you do it, Desmond?!''
*'''Desmond:''' ''Hey, look, I don't know what you're talking about, but whatever's going on down there has got '''nothing to do with me!'''''
*'''Vidic:''' ''They are here for '''you!''' And I sure as shit didn't invite them!''
Vidic talked into the intercom.
*'''Vidic:''' ''What's the situation down there?''
*'''Abstergo guard:''' ''We're taking heavy fire!''
*'''Vidic:''' ''Can you contain it, or do I need to evacuate the prisoner?!''
*'''Abstergo guard:''' ''Only five or six! We've got them outnumbered! Couple of wounded, but we'll pull through. We'll get it under control.''
Vidic switched off the intercom and turned to Desmond.
*'''Vidic:''' ''God damn you, Desmond! You couldn't leave well enough alone!''
*'''Desmond:''' ''I told you I had nothing to do with this! How would I even contact them? Telepathy? Come on!''
*'''Vidic:''' ''Doesn't matter, they'll be dead soon enough. Here, have a listen!''
Vidic turned the intercom back on and the gunfire continued, before stopping abruptly.
*'''Abstergo guard:''' ''Threat's been neutralized.''
Vidic switched off the intercom for the last time, before turning back towards Desmond.
*'''Vidic:''' ''Looks like the cavalry won't be coming.''
*'''Desmond:''' ''Don't know, Doc. You were freaking out a minute ago. Your little research facility isn't as secure as you thought it was? Worried they'll be back with more?''
*'''Lucy:''' ''I don't think so, Desmond.''
*'''Vidic:''' ''What Lucy is trying to say is that there aren't any Assassins left to come for you. We've been very busy this past year, hunting down your little enclaves, your desert communes and whatnot. I'm afraid you're on your own. Rest up, Mr. Miles. Tomorrow, we finish this!''
Vidic walked out.
*'''Lucy:''' ''I'm sorry, Desmond.''
*'''Desmond:''' ''He mentioned the desert. Do you think–''
*'''Lucy:''' ''They sent a team there, but the place was deserted. I don't know where your parents are, and I can't promise they're still alive. But I think they got away.''
*'''Desmond:''' ''Thanks. Thanks for checking.''
*'''Lucy:''' ''It's not as bad as it seems.''
*'''Desmond:''' ''What are you talking about? They just killed – literally '''killed''' – my only chance of getting out of here! And then, I find out the Assassins are all but destroyed and... Christ, I still don't know what these people are planning! But I do know they plan to kill me when they're done! I am screwed, okay!? What do you want me to do!?''
*'''Lucy:''' ''Just try and have a little faith.''
Lucy bent her left ring finger, symbolizing the Assassins.
*'''Desmond:''' ''You're...''
*'''Lucy:''' ''Have faith. Rest up, Desmond. You're gonna need the energy.''
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Desmond finished the final memory of Altaïr.
*'''Desmond:''' ''What the hell was that?''
*'''[[Alan Rikkin|Rikkin]]:''' ''Well?!''
*'''Vidic:''' ''We've got the map.''
*'''Rikkin:''' ''How many?''
*'''Vidic:''' ''At least half a dozen.''
*'''Rikkin:''' ''We don't need them all.''
*'''Vidic:''' ''We should assume some amount of decay. I can't imagine they'll all still be functioning. At least two appear to reside on landmasses that no longer exist.''
*'''Rikkin:''' ''We'll dispatch teams to each site and determine viability. We only need '''one''', after all.''
*'''Vidic:''' ''What about the rest?''
*'''Rikkin:''' ''Collect them! Let's not leave anything to chance! Last thing we need is some damn survivor making trouble for us in the New World!''
*'''Vidic:''' ''And the Assassin?''
*'''Rikkin:''' ''We have what we need. Kill him.''
*'''Lucy:''' ''Wait. You know how these things work. I doubt we'll be able to walk right in.''
*'''Rikkin:''' ''What's your point?''
*'''Lucy:''' ''We might need him. His memories. I'd recommend we hold him until we have confirmation that there aren't any surprises waiting for us at the sites.''
*'''Vidic:''' ''This is a waste of time.''
*'''Lucy:''' ''You said it yourself. We shouldn't leave anything to chance.''
*'''Rikkin:''' ''Very well. Ensure we have no further need of him, '''then''' kill him.''
*'''Vidic:''' ''Fine.''
Vidic replied to Lucy.
*'''Vidic:''' ''Stop undermining my authority!''
*'''Lucy:''' ''I just saved your ass.''
*'''Vidic:''' ''Let's go! We've got a lot of work to do. Don't get too comfortable, Mr. Miles! We'll be back for you soon enough.''
Desmond got up and activated [[Eagle Vision]] for the first time. Many symbols could be seen on the floor in the Animus room.
*'''Desmond:''' ''What the hell is that?''
Desmond went to his bedroom and noticed more symbols on the wall.
*'''Desmond:''' ''Oh my god! It looks like... is that blood?! Who the hell were they keeping here before me? What happened to him? What does it mean, I wonder...?''
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