Um, butyeah, I I don't knowwhat I'm supposedtodonow.
Can I takeyourfuckingprawnsuitforright?
No.
Like, whatam I supposedtodo?
I'm stuckherenow.
I'm 380 metersdown.
I don't have a c truck.
I don't haveenoughoxygentogetout.
I don't thinkand I havenowayofbuildingnewstuff.
Somekindofjuststuckhere.
And I couldjustkeeprestartingmeatthefuckingseetruck.
Oh, I know I wanttofigurethatoutnexttimeandleavethisepisodehere, but I'm gladthat I actuallyfoundthisbasenow.
Should'vefoundit a lotsooner.
Butyouknowwhat?
Saylovey?
Figureouthowtogetoutofherenexttime.
Wemighthavetojunkthegametodothat, because I justdon't knowwhatelsetodoaboutit, butmaybe, justmaybe I'llbeabletofigureout a routetogetrightoutofthisarea.
Buteverytime I die, I justspawnedbackattheseatruck, whichisgonnapose a problem.
Justgivemethefuckingthing, please.
Um, yeah, that's goingtodoitforthisepisode.
Nexttimewe'regoingtogodeeper.
Furtherdown.
I thinkthatBaysideAlanwastalkingaboutisnotwasnotthisone.