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"Really? That sounds…kinda implausible, doesn't it? Normally, I don't take the things that I see in the water literally. But you really think it exists? That giant engine?" Larry says and leans forward, seeming to be excited behind her suit.

You tilt your head a little and glance at the rest of the team before nodding your head. "Yes, it probably exists somewhere out there, and maybe you'll get to see it one day."

She laughs and shakes her head. "No way! You're full of it!" she sniggers at your words.

Annoyed, you ask her why she transferred here if she thinks her visions aren't meant to be taken literally. "To stop having those visions," she says in a matter-of-fact tone. "Ever since I transferred, the visions have stopped, and I can look into a pool of water without any trouble. Besides, it's pretty quiet out here. Only two skirmishes recently, versus my previous division where we ran into about five skirmishes in the two months before I left," she says as the Armadillo continues to rumble along the rocky terrain.

You think on Larry's words for a brief moment as she resumes talking to the rest of your teammates. Another half hour passes by before Balogh brings the Armadillo to a stop. "All right, kids," he calls out. "Time for a leg stretch."

Your HUD flashes and shows a map of the area. There's a small ravine here, and the Armadillo is too big to fit in it, so you're going to have to go in on foot to patrol it. "Two of you over here; there's another ravine about fifteen minutes away, and the rest of us will patrol there. Who wants this spot?" Balogh asks, looking at the four of you.