The steel horse that is to take Tokaj to the Brofist emerges from the mountain side...
... into a city?
Oh my.
Uh-oh
shit
FFFFUUUUU
The train car crashes. Could this be the end for fair Albert?
YOU'VE GOT THE TOUCH
YOU'VE GOT THE POOOWEEEEEEEEEEEEER
YEAH!
The man of steel that he is, Tokaj emerges from beneath the wreckage.
Well, suffice to say, post-apo potato (has a nice ring to it) looks a lot more... modern than its today's counterpart.
This city... The sky... Ain't it all a little paradoxical? The last inhabitants of the Shelter who survived the plague of madness and at the same time the first who managed to reach the surface. But I'm forgetting someone. I haven't seen the Colonel in person since the beginning of this mess. No wonder. People like him always have an emergency plan. Sadly, it usually includes only one person.
As always, the condition is updated, too. And, as always, Albert loses all his guns. But this time he really loses all guns, not even the revolver was spared from inter-level disarmament.
The angel statue in the middle of the place has an 'INDEPENDENT POLAND' + covered date sign at its base. The presence of '5' in the date is an obvious giveaway that it ain't the real one. Lololo alternative universe
'If alcohol makes studying harder, drop out of school'
Also,
ZUS
I need to find her! It looks like I have to take a detour, though.
Where 'Her' probably refers to Karolina, and not the BROfist. Bad choice of priorities, Albert.
'LOOK! Those are the effects of intemperance'
A TV showing nothing but static.
A TV that is being watched by a shadowman, who happens to dissolve when Albert stumbles upon him.
Holy shit!
Good that Tokaj is never concerned about all the hallucinations. That's nothing a psychiatrist should be worried about.
Albert sees... people moving through those catwalks!
People...? On the surface?!
Albert shouts after them, but they do not respond.
For some reason, the human presence makes him go all panicky
'Milk bar'
Someone slams a door into Al's face and runs further along the alley
But then rubble falls on that someone's head, blocking the way.
Albert has nothing to do but go through the open doors.
But a powerful shockwave almost knocks him off his feet when he does so
The milk bar sign fell off.
[intelligence] Ah, so the key's in the pot.
Very perceptive of you, Albert.
HOLY SHIT
Nothing. Albert is getting more Vietnam flashbacks when going from room to room.
From here we loot the key.
Dum-de-dum
This place is pretty mean. Usually, you are pretty rash when prancing on, but if you are perceptive and look into this room first, you notice the rotten leg and figure that's something's a bit off.
When you move into the threshold, Albert is frozen in place for a second, and suddenly a gigantic 'TAP A!!!!!!1111111' appears on the screen.
A split moment later, a plank with a nail launches itself at you. If you don't TAP A!!!!, you die.
Damn QTEs. This time Albert managed to survive the perils of the warp.
Guess this fella wasn't as lucky.
Let's explore further
Weird contraption.
There's a panzerdoor here, a fuse for the engine (we'll need 2 more) and a dictaphone:
Someone's trespassing, I'm sure of it! I see footprints on the dusty floor, and each goddamn morning the door handle is tilted. They must have made a copy of my key. Fucking burglars! No one's gonna enter my home after my security system is complete! No one! Them them try. Can't wait to see that
Let them come. We... are ready.
Traps? It seems I'm not the only one they're afraid of.
Another fuse hier. Also, a newspaper.
But getting close to the paper makes the floor crash.
Albert gets on his feet and looks up...
You...
Why have you done all this?
Oh, that tone is uncalled for. Every citizen of Glory who truly desired freedom wanted this. I was merely a hand that made their wish come true. Don't look at me like that, you were no different. You despised all those rules and all the people following them.
No! I... I was frustrated with them... despised... I only despised the thing they represented. I never hated them! They were innocent people, they didn't deserve such a fate!
No one is innocent... They allowed for a police state just to live a little longer. Life like that is not living at all, Tokaj.
It doesn't justify killing all those people!
It does
Just because they didn't share your worldview.
Yes
Yes
And the Colonel's.
No
What?
There's a small hint here. See if you spot it.
But I never killed anyone on his behalf.
What?
This session is over, mr Tokaj. It's time for you to move on.
Wait! It's not over! Not until I say so!
Thus, the vendetta begins. Nobody fucks with Tokaj and lives to tell the tale.
He wasn't acting on the Colonel's behalf...?
The last fuse is here.
A closet blocks the door, but Albert uses +++strength to move it.
Fuses are placed into the machine.
Which opens up a library of sorts.
Let's see what they have here...
Ah, yes. 'History of Psychology'. Know this masterpiece by heart.
'Great Leaders. Great Madness.' Biographies of ruling madmen. I can think of one more name that would fit the collection.
'Sniper's armoury. Usage. Maintenance. Evidence removal.' Classic example of an instant bestseller.
'Of retaking Eastern Poland'. Kaiser's embellished biography. Still, an engrossing book, mainly thanks to the protagonist.
'Jan Tomasz Pazur. Selected poems.' Representative of New Poland Post-War period. Too much pathos, hardly interesting.
'The Last Cruise of "Krogulec" '. Book adaptation of a movie. The movie was better anyway
'From Łucznik to Archer Arms - History of Arms Merger'. Another tale of a Polish company saved by Americans after the war.
That's all. Let's proceed.
Another hole in the floor. Durp.
The short fall almost breaks Tokaj's legs. Which once again shows what his dump stat is.
HERE'S JOHNNY! An axe hits the door from the other side.
...
Let's investigate!
Dayum.
It seems... This guy managed to decapitate himself, throw his head into the toilet and then launch the hatchet at the door. Quite... spectacular.
Ah, fire axe. We meet again.
Maybe I can find a way to use it. Other than...
Tokaj chops up the boards blocking the way out.
Albert sees more hobos along the way.
Especially THOSE lights
Albert stumbles upon some two dudes staring at a TV. 'Oh fuck!' they exclaim in horror and make a run for it.
So quick they were to gtfo that they forgot to grab a gun from the table.
Mr Smith! Mr Wesson! Glad you could make it.
It may not be the raging bull, or hell, even the GX-10, but it will have to do.
What do we have here.
HOBOS WILL APPEAR FROM THE WARP
This is the hobo of the dual-wielding and fiercely territorial kind. He rushes Albert with a pair of gaspipes.
Sigh, why do I feel like I've seen this before.
CHOP!!!!
Yeah, you guessed it. Those bums are basically madmen 2.0, just that they sometimes pack shootaz. I think they are very slightly more resilient, too, but I might be wrong.
The bum was protecting some ammo and a gramophone:
Long, long time ago, in a cave hidden under the castle lived a small dragon, no larger than a man, but able to fly and breathe fire. Each night, the dragon flew out of his cave and, flying around the kingdom, he stole treasures: gold, precious gems, even expensive clothes. He didn't do that out of need, but out of pure greed, for his heart was so black that he didn't hesitate to take away the last penny from a poor widow. One night, the dragon went out once again to plunder in the darkness of the night. As always he stood outside his cave, straightened his wings and took off into the sky. Yet, he didn't know that this night people prepared spears and crossbows, determined to kill the dragon... kill the dragon... kill the dragon... kill the dragon...
That was... informative, I guess?
More hobos appeared outside the shack.
And t'would appear the only way forward is through this gate. Albert shoots the padlock
And moves on...