DIALOGUES AND TRANSCRIPT:

Dialogue 1:
    Fuckin' hell, bumpy ride. Good thing 
    I've neverminded the sea that much. 
    Anyway, the sectored rig. The laptop 
    containing this blueprints must be 
    somewhere around here... Just where
    in the hell, that's the question.
    *sigh*
    Wish I brought A monster or two...

Dialogue 2:
    Oh shit- 
    ...
    I think he's deaf. He's dancing 
    completely oblivious to me. Or...
    No, he can definitively notice me.
    Maybe he's just not into trying to 
    die today. Smart if I say so myself.

Dialogue 3:
    Comms are probably off limits with
    my access and all, but you can't 
    deny that they've got something
    going on to make it this far.

    Isn't this one of their newer bases?
    Lord Shaxx only knows what they are
    truly capable of... 

Dialogue 4:
    Yes! The laptop's on the ground. 
    Why the hell is it located here tho-
    ...Why I do hear flamethrowers 
    shooting into the air? Okay, I should
    grab this little device and get the
    fuck out of here whilst I still have
    my skin uncooked... Eugh.

Ending Dialogue:
    Well, so that was the Sectored Rig. Right after that corner and a few more, 
    I arrived in a docking station to the outside of the whole thing. I managed
    to get the cunty rubber boat through the grates and fences and rode off 
    towards the nearest mass of land I could see- which was somehow India. I 
    stopped the boat and got an airplane ride in luxury class paid by Miss Croft
    herself as an apology for having me get fucking kidnapped, but at least I got
    to eat ice cream and to drink energy drinks while I was riding to her Manor.

    You might wonder what happened afterwards. You're in luck because I am
    about to share all the tea. First of all, getting that laptop with the robots 
    meant only Lara and Me could see the contents for... not so obvious reasons.
    Lots of bleach for her, cigarettes for me, and we managed to understand the 
    schematics were talking about how robots could be upgraded and manifactured to
    "enhance" and modify living DNA cells in a non-destructive manner in order to 
    transform and infect people with viruses and to change their genetic code 
    for the purposes of whatever plan the syndicate has in store for humanity.

    Another attack from the Syndicate, and afterwards we figured this was our 
    responsibility now. Since the police were powerless against the Syndicate on
    such a scale, we were forced to step in. Right now, Lara and I are staying at
    her friend's home which is quite large, though the cats are not making it easy
    to have privacy to smoke and to write or do literally anything. Anyways, I am 
    currently writing in my Journal and I should probably end it off. 

    Before that, I must complain- those fucking men STANK sewage and agony. Like 
    what in the hell do they do to stink of inhumane smells like that? Wasn't 
    even a "hear me out" moment, it was straight to the execution chair.