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Steve: So, we'd better make sure not to die anymore, even with that spawn chamber so nearby?
Heidi: Indeed, even if we find another chamber, we cannot convert it on our own. The only thing we can do is carefully explore this level in search of an exit. We'll have to leave Adil here.

Silhouettes of the security bots become visible in the background.
Max: I don't think we'll be exploring much… we are getting surrounded by more of those security bots.
Steve: We barely have any usable weapons left!
Zhang: Then I guess this is it… the end of our crazy adventure?

Max: Wait a minute, they are not attacking. I'd say they want to lead us in some direction.
Steve: Let's drop our backpacks such that we appear as little like a threat as possible. Then, I guess… follow the bots.

The foreground shows Max and Heidi, surrouded by security bots, in a large tall hall lined with what looks like data center hardware, connected through bundles of wires. A low-polygon face appears on a huge screen.
Face: Welcome, I have been expecting you!
Heidi: That voice, and that face… my suspicions were right.

Heidi: Ultrax, I presume… or should I say Quantuple?
Ultrax: Either shall do, although I haven't heard the “Q” name for a long while.
Zhang: You! The damn upload thing did work… you jailed us inside this simulation, didn't you?

Ultrax: Obviously. Your successes in manipulating the spawn spot had me worried for a while. I don't know how you managed to revive one of my former projects, but it won't be able to help you now.
Heidi: Can you please allow Adil to respawn?

Ultrax: No way, I cannot risk your bastard mix of my former handiwork and a Symo product grabbing an opportunity to inflict further damage.
Steve: You are the bastard here!
Ultrax: Yes, a perfect bastard of technology and mankind!

Ultrax: At least here I can rely on my trusty bots and not the incompetent police to keep you at bay. Your monetary hack did get me rather miffed.
Max: Those cops… Why is the whole population here so incredibly dumb?

Ultrax' faceted face on the display disassembles itself into smaller polygons that start to disappear.
Ultrax: I will explain, but how about a nice demonstration first? I am about to verify whether the next big trend will catch on. Shall we watch the live feed of my test subject?

The screen displays someone shoving a rolled-up frisbee down his throat. Silhouettes of Max and Alana in the foreground.
Alana: What the heck? Is he swallowing a frisbee? That is insane… and potentially lethal!