Conversation · The Hanged Man
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- The corpse looks at you with bulging white eyes. The face around them does not look human, it's swollen and ready to burst. His lips are fishlike and his tongue like a ball gag in his mouth.
- There he still is -- looking right through you with his white eyes. The body below is entirely dedicated to that corpse smell. Emitting it is all it does now.
- The man before you is naked, but for a pair of underpants and white boots. His skin is marbled with decaying veins and blotched by lividity. On his chest: a fading web of tattoos. The cargo belt used to hang him from the tree looks reinforced.
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The corpse looks at you with bulging white eyes. The face around them does not look human, it's swollen and ready to burst. His lips are fishlike and his tongue like a ball gag in his mouth.
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A cargo belt twists his neck at an unnatural angle. The body below appears stiff. It's letting out an ungodly rot, the smell seeps in even through your clenched nostrils.
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- There he still is -- looking right through you with his white eyes. The body below is entirely dedicated to that corpse smell. Emitting it is all it does now.
- A cargo belt twists his neck at an unnatural angle. The body below appears stiff. It's letting out an ungodly rot, the smell seeps in even through your clenched nostrils.
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You crack open the ammonia ampoule and breathe in. The odour of death is still stronger. It's a spell of the mind telling you to run -- and your stomach to wring itself empty. With your eyes squinting you stand in it.
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It's a puzzle -- what's hanging in front of you is a puzzle of decaying flesh, tattoos, and tendons.
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- As you breathe in, the odour comes over you. It's a spell of the mind telling you to run -- and your stomach to wring itself empty. With your hands at your sides and your eyes squinting you stand in it.
- You crack open the ammonia ampoule and breathe in. The odour of death is still stronger. It's a spell of the mind telling you to run -- and your stomach to wring itself empty. With your eyes squinting you stand in it.
Your muscles tense up. The vision in your dead angle darkens. You feel the sudden urge to push your hand into his soft gut.
The spell has no effect. You stand eye to eye with it, the odour washing through you.
This delicate machine, ready for picking... Instinctively you crack your fingers.
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The man before you is naked, but for a pair of underpants and enameled boots. His skin is greenish, marbled with decaying veins and blotched by lividity. A fading web of tattoos covers his chest and shoulders. The cargo belt used to fasten him to the branch above appears industrial in strength.
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- "So, how do we get him down?"
- I have something I need to know, corpse-man.
- Inspect the tattoos.
- Inspect the belt.
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- Inspect the boots.
- Look him in the eye.
- "Yup. The preliminary examination is done -- let's get him down from there."
- Squint and take a step back.
- "Tell me, who are you, dead man?"
- "We've looked at the belt, now how do we get him down?"
- "We need to talk about getting him down again."
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- The man before you is naked, but for a pair of underpants and enameled boots. His skin is greenish, marbled with decaying veins and blotched by lividity. A fading web of tattoos covers his chest and shoulders. The cargo belt used to fasten him to the branch above appears industrial in strength.
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- The man before you is naked, but for a pair of underpants and enameled boots. His skin is greenish, marbled with decaying veins and blotched by lividity. A fading web of tattoos covers his chest and shoulders. The cargo belt used to fasten him to the branch above appears industrial in strength.
- The man before you is naked, but for a pair of underpants and white boots. His skin is marbled with decaying veins and blotched by lividity. On his chest: a fading web of tattoos. The cargo belt used to hang him from the tree looks reinforced.
- The cadaver slowly twists on the cargo belt, his torso covered in tattoos and extremities blotched pink and blue.
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"Are you sure we've finished the preliminary examination of the cadaver? We might miss some of these things once he's down." He stops to think, then checks his notes.
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"Hmh... The steel-reinforced belt presents a unique challenge. I brought chain-cutters, but I don't see a good angle of approach to the belt."
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He doesn't actually think the challenge is unique. He thinks it's frustrating, annoying and harder than he thought.
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"The cadaver is a good 1.2 metres up, neither one of us can reach the belt without assistance. And even if we do, there's the question of cutting the airship-strength material..."
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- "The cadaver is a good 1.2 metres up, neither one of us can reach the belt without assistance. And even if we do, there's the question of cutting it..."
- "The cadaver is a good 1.2 metres up, neither one of us can reach the belt without assistance. And even if we do, there's the question of cutting the airship-strength material..."
An acrobatic manoeuvre would solve this situation. Nothing can go wrong with a good manoeuvre.
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- "I can cut the belt easily. Where are those chaincutters you mentioned?"
- "Yeah, you should shoot him down. No other way."
- "Maybe we could shoot him down?"
- "Seems like a lot of hassle, let's not do it."
- "I can try to shoot him down myself."
- "Can I have the gun? I should try."
- "Can't someone else do it?"
- "We could saw the branch."
- "We could bring your motor carriage over -- cut the belt from the roof?"
- "Maybe we can ask for help from the harbour?"
- "I'm out of ideas. Let's have another look at him."
- "That's it. We have to ask for help from the harbour." (Commit to it.)
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"I can cut the belt easily. And I already have the chaincutters."
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"I don't doubt your physical prowess, officer, but this is a gruelling surgical procedure. I saw twenty steel strands in there -- and we do not have a secure platform for the cutting."
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"The risk of... acrobatic failure is one we cannot take. We must not become comedy for the locals."
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- "I don't doubt your physical prowess, officer, but this is a gruelling surgical procedure. I saw twenty steel strands in there -- and we do not have a secure platform for the cutting."
- "I don't doubt your physical prowess, officer, but that's aircraft strength material. And we do not have a secure platform to perform the procedure on."
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"I don't doubt your physical prowess, officer, but that's aircraft strength material. And we do not have a secure platform to perform the procedure on."
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The lieutenant's brow is furrowed. He appears too deep in concentration to even notice what you said.
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...and produces a lightweight firearm. He drops a paper cartridge in the barrel, separates the scouring stick and gives the cartridge five tucks.
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That's a Kiejl A9/90 Armistice mass-produced muzzleloader. Ascetic, frugal, one of the most common firearms in the world.
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He then steps back and assumes the Falostesse position, taking aim. The corner of his eye twitches -- his finger is on the trigger...
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The kid's voice is drowned in a shrill blast that echoes off the walls of the surrounding tenements. A cloud of smoke slowly parts in the air, as the lieutenant steps back and says to himself...
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A lot of things were wrong with that shot: the Falostesse was the wrong choice, his shoulders were raised, but above all -- he cannot trust his eyesight.
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OH MY GOD, that was so many types of wrong -- who taught four-eyes to shoot?! Whip up a gruelling training regiment for him RIGHT NOW. Beat THE MAN into him, go go go!
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He feels bad about it. About his eyes mostly, just having bad eyesight -- probably from a young age. Whatever you do, do not console him.
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"No, we're lucky as it is. We didn't break anything -- and the victim remains uncompromised." He looks around, at the windows overlooking the yard.
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"Any more mistakes could put us in an unfortunate position with the locals. We have eyes on us. I didn't do us any favours with that."
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"I have to say, it's beginning to look unlikely we can get him down without assistance."
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"I think you have your sports mixed up there, officer, squaring my shoulders has nothing to do with this."