Under No. 21's continuous attacks, the sound of immobilized Corrupted breaking apart barely manages to come through.
She does not stop, however. Her laser cannon fires shot after shot.
She finally stops, panting, her eyes opened wide. She is afraid.
...You have to pull her out of this state.
...
When the shield-wielding Corrupted leaped out, No. 21 received another hallucination.
No. Not a hallucination. It was the emotion that came after that, more impactful and intense.
There was a blurry light—light and pain—and she felt like she was going to have her artificial heart ripped out from her body.
She could see a face in the hazy light, and behind that face were gears that made up a Corrupted.
Corrupted... killing important people.
I couldn't tell... but that person was very important... Was it Capt.?
Her face is covered in uncertainty. The panic from the visions she saw has confused her greatly.
Then why did I see what I saw?
After the repeated encounters, you have managed to grasp the pattern of these visions. They are all triggered by similar locations or objects.
Yes. I haven't forgotten.
Should we head there?
Facing away from the police station, No. 21 walks toward where the shade vanished.
Your vision twists and changes once more as everything before you transforms violently.
They are stretched and twirled, and for a second there, the world goes completely quiet. Images change like a sped-up timelapse, and buildings rise from the ground while sunlight and foliage sprout all around.
...Wait for me...
A distant, broken voice comes from afar as if coming out of a dream.
...Wait for me!
What follows is a voice that seems to be deep inside your head, and the image of the girl, facing away, appears once more before you.
Roger!