PATTERNS

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Grey: Well look at you: Requiem's Strike Team, back in action! I imagine that must feel nice.
Grey: So. About what happened with Sam... Not sure if you heard about my role in that whole... "business."
Grey: Earned myself a bit of a slap on the wrist for that one. Not to worry, everything's fine. ...Or so I've been told.
Grey: Just imagine if those missiles had detonated. The effects of Aetherium on a populace of that size... the outcome would have been grim.
Grey: It's tricky to nail down, Aetherium. From our tests at the DASA stations, the only pattern we've established is that there is no pattern: the effects of Aetherium exposure vary greatly between subjects.
Grey: Yes, many suffer from advanced necrosis infections -- "the undead." But there are others whose side effects appear strictly cerebral. Hallucinations, paranoia, amnesia.
Grey: Then there's Maxis. Not sure what to make of her. No necrosis. Only side effect appears to be the amnesia, but there's more going on there.
Grey: Her Aetherium concentration? Off the scale. Highest I've seen. Normally a subject with a fraction of that exposure would be fully transformed... but she seems unaffected. So far.
Grey: Now I'm not saying she's dangerous. We just don't know what she is.
Grey: I probably shouldn't tell you this... but something happened. I think. It's not clear. When she asked me for my access codes... I swear I saw her diary move across the desk. By itself.
Grey: Now. I wasn't looking directly at it. I had just finished an eighteen hour day. I was exhausted. I mean, I probably just imagined it... right?