Everyone Loves Dumbwaiters
"I'm Reginald the Astronomer. Who are you?! Oof. I'm from here. I live here. That's my jungle house you're breaking into. I'm the Watchman. The Custodian. The Astronomer. Yeah I'm the last guy on earth. Or I was until you showed up. Everyone else died or left. Yeah, that's right, they left. Split. Vaminos
? Sprechen zie Deustch
? This is just great, it's sort of like 2001 in reverse."
"Ouch, quit punching me. No I don't have any gas... sorry folks, it's all green energy here. You're from the Gorgos Institute? Uh, really? Okay hotshot, what's your number?"
"Fine, fine. I'll tell you all about what happened. Here. Here you go.
Watch and learn the sad truth." Reginald moves away from the mic.
You explore the rest of the jungle bungalow. Theodore, behind the poster you find a black metal wall safe. You go up the dumbwaiter and arrive in Reginald's kitchen. Nothing exciting about the dumbwaiter. Just a couple locked doors you haven't been through yet.
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