This is the transcript for Chapter 2.1: The Black Star.
A New Day[]
(George walks up to Douglas, who is sitting down.)
George Alder: No trouble then Doug?
Douglas Visser: Nothing at all. I spent most of the night twiddling my thumbs and listening to some shit radio.
George: You get a radio reception?
Douglas: Somehow. I don't entirely know if I want to hear it, but it's there.
(Douglas turns on the radio.)
Radio: As we speak, the quarantined town of Felsborough|Felsborough is still roaming with people affected by the ETX-7 virus. Earlier today, the government have announced the development a medium-range ballistic missile under the name of the Black Star. Currently, the plan is to target the town, destroying all traces of the virus. We will keep you updated.
Douglas: Hmm, that doesn't sound too good.
(Lucy walks in.)
Lucy Reddington: What doesn't sound too good? I mean, I don't think we can be trapped in a worse situation.
George: How about this, they want to lauch a missile attack on the town.
Lucy: They want to do what? Do they realise people are still alive here?
George: Ethan's already killed two officials, do you think they give a shit about the people in here?
Douglas: We don't know the progress of this missile. We'll need to start trying to escape right now.
George: What can we do? The whole town is surrounded by a concrete wall. There are no entrances, nor exits.
Nearly a Plan[]
(Ethan walks in.)
Ethan Sumner: It seems you've forgotten that I am here. I have an idea.
George: Okay then Sidis, what's the idea?
Ethan: Well, working under the assumption that we can retrieve all neccesary materials, we could craft explosives and blast a hole right through the wall.
Lucy: Those walls are about three metres thick, how powerful are you expecting this bomb to be.
Ethan: Explosives, Lucy, not a bomb. The word bomb will worry the children.
Lucy: You are one of the youngest here Ethan. Who are these children?
Ethan: Joel.
Joel King: Thanks for that.
Ethan: No worries. Anyway, I'll go and draw up some schematics. Apparently you'll be going out scavenging with Layla today, George.
Layla Sumner: Yes you will. We were thinking about travelling to Tesco Metro. If we don't find supplies, we'll certainly find survivors.
George: Nice idea. When shall we go?
Layla: Well, it'd be wise to go now, while it's early and light.
George: Good call. Let's head out.
En Route[]
Layla: What did Lucy want to talk to you about yesterday?
George: We're family. Families need to speak to eachother.
Layla: What about your close family, do they know you're stuck here?
George: I don't talk about my close family. In my opinion, I have one family member left, and that is Lucy.
Layla: Why, what is it about the rest of them.
George: The rest of my family? That's my opinion to keep.
Layla: Well, okay.
Shop 'Til You Drop[]
George: Looks empty. Hey, grab that trolley, might be useful.
(Lucy grabs a nearby shopping trolley.)
Layla: So... we'll be ignoring the consequences of making a load of noise?
George: We either ignore them, or start juggling stuff back to the safehouse.
Layla: Whatever you say. I'm not the one going out everyday.
(George and Layla walk into Grocerize.)
Layla: Have a look round, I'll watch the entrance.
(At this point George is free to travel to shop and find supplies. When enough supplies are found, George can return to Layla.)
Layla: Wow, I'm quite surprised that other looters didn't tear the place apart.
George: How many people do you think are alive?
Layla: Well, I've only seen nine or ten.
George: Exactly. Everyone has either succumbed to the virus or have been taken out by the government. If Ethan didn't shoot those guys back at Yellowstone's, we'd be dead.
Layla: But what about Joel. He was alive in the church, with his brother, until you killed his brother and brought him back to us.
George: You think I killed him without mercy?
Layla: I don't know what you did, and frankly, I don't care. This place is lawless. If you kill somebody now, you aren't a killer, you're a survivor.
(There is a brief silence.)
Layla: *sigh* We should head back now.
(Layla wheels the trolley outside.)
Looters Unite[]
(Layla wheels the trolley into the safehouse.)
Douglas: That thing is a bit loud, isn't it?
Layla: Told you.
George: If you think I'm gonna carry all this stuff with my hands, you'll be coming to help me.
Douglas: Point taken.
(Ethan walks into the room.)
Ethan: Ah, good job guys. Now, more importantly, I think I've remembered everything we need for the explosives.
Layla: Bomb.
Ethan: Be quiet. Anyway, I would assume we can find everything within the walls. Apparently, it's your turn to be the night guard Layla.
Layla: Who came up with that, you've been drawing all day!
Ethan: Ah, yes, but according to the job list, George, Shaun and I will be scavenging tomorrow.
Layla: What about Joel?
Ethan: Too inexperienced.
Layla: Lucy?
Ethan: Scavenged yesterday.
Layla: Andrew?
Ethan: Erm... Cantabrigian.
Layla: Oh, fuck you. Fine, I'll do it.
Ethan: That's the spirit! Anyway, it's a while 'till sundown. I think Shaun wanted to talk to you, he's upstairs.
Layla: Right. Thanks for actually telling me and not just forgetting.
(Layla walks upstairs.)
Ethan: There's something going on between those two, isn't there.
George: I really don't care, she isn't my sister.
Ethan: Is this really the time for blossoming romances?
George: What, 4:30?
Ethan: Touché. Anyway, I'll leave you to your own devices. I'll speak to you again later.
George: Will do.
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