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7/8/2025, 4:23:02 PM
>*black screen*
>*g-man face fades in*
>Doctor.. Freeman.. How.. Good? To see you again..
>*adjusts tie*
>Under.. My employ, that is...
>*smiles cruelly*
>I mu-st ad-mit it was... challenging to.. re-acquire? you? But..
>*sits down*
>*inside of tram starts fading in, revealing g-man is sitting across you on the opposite tram couch*
>...But as they say... Third time's... the charm?
>*puts briefcase in the seat next to him*
>*opens it up revealing his id card, a gun, and a document binder, and some glass jar*
>Due to your.. disobedience.. my re-la-tionship to my ..employer..? became stra-ined...
>*takes out a small glass jar with a metal thing it from the briefcase*
>..until it fin-ally... broke...
>*crushes jar with his grip, bleeding, metal thingy inside absorbs the blood*
>*the metal thing turns into some robotic insect like in the matrix in his hand*
>Now they hunt me... Mr. Freeman...
>*grabs your head and tilts it up*
>..like some.. filthy.. dog..
>*forces the insect into your mouth*
>...I can no longer chance... your
>*holds you as you shake and the robot goes down your throat*
>..disobedience..
>*cleans his bloodied hand with a handkerchief*
>..You will go back.. And undo what you have done..
>*puts away the handkerchief and closes his briefcase*
>*tram stops*
>*walks over to the door*
>...Freeman.. This is your last chance.. to earn that name..
>*leaves*
>*tram lights come one*
>P.A: Welcome.. To the black mesa research facility..
>*HALF LIFE 3 title fades in*
>*g-man face fades in*
>Doctor.. Freeman.. How.. Good? To see you again..
>*adjusts tie*
>Under.. My employ, that is...
>*smiles cruelly*
>I mu-st ad-mit it was... challenging to.. re-acquire? you? But..
>*sits down*
>*inside of tram starts fading in, revealing g-man is sitting across you on the opposite tram couch*
>...But as they say... Third time's... the charm?
>*puts briefcase in the seat next to him*
>*opens it up revealing his id card, a gun, and a document binder, and some glass jar*
>Due to your.. disobedience.. my re-la-tionship to my ..employer..? became stra-ined...
>*takes out a small glass jar with a metal thing it from the briefcase*
>..until it fin-ally... broke...
>*crushes jar with his grip, bleeding, metal thingy inside absorbs the blood*
>*the metal thing turns into some robotic insect like in the matrix in his hand*
>Now they hunt me... Mr. Freeman...
>*grabs your head and tilts it up*
>..like some.. filthy.. dog..
>*forces the insect into your mouth*
>...I can no longer chance... your
>*holds you as you shake and the robot goes down your throat*
>..disobedience..
>*cleans his bloodied hand with a handkerchief*
>..You will go back.. And undo what you have done..
>*puts away the handkerchief and closes his briefcase*
>*tram stops*
>*walks over to the door*
>...Freeman.. This is your last chance.. to earn that name..
>*leaves*
>*tram lights come one*
>P.A: Welcome.. To the black mesa research facility..
>*HALF LIFE 3 title fades in*
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