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[fire crackles]
"I see...Darkness. The end of us all!"
"But the Light--"
"Yes, the Light - the Light is there, brilliant, shining-"
"From where-?"
"The Traveler...? No-"
"No, something...something else."
"Yes...a savior-"
"Something will come--"
"Something to save us - it will come from the coffers of Osiris himself--"
"Yes, a tool, a gift, a treasure, a savior - but what--"
"Or who."
"From Osiris? I see the Tower, the City, the Earth--"
"Old Russia?"
"...Yes...."
"But from within us--"
"A crossing-over; an intermediary; something familiar-"
"But still unknown."
"Yes. Something we will find amongst ourselves from beyond our reach--"
"Someone."
"So you say; I believe it will be abstract, a power within us."
"But not as you imply."
"We can disagree."
"It is unclear, yes."
"Osiris will have a hand, though."
"But of course, that was a decided factor, from long ago; even the Speaker--"
"We did know, yes; do not credit that one."
"He would have taken hold regardless of tutelage. I do not intend heresy."
"We are still only men, brother."
"Yes...."
"The Light fades quickly--"
"But I see it, striking, slithering, coiling--"
"Sly, suffocating the Dark, destroying it, blinding it--...."
"...."
[silence]
[silence continues]
"I can see no more, brother."
"Yes, sight leaves us blind again."
[silence]
"Once more?"
[gunshots]
[silence]
[fire crackling]
"The Light, again--"
"Yes--!"
[end transmission]