V: New choom of mine had an accident recently. A localnet power surge overloaded his wreath and toasted the circuits. Guy's been living his life thinking he's the BD star ever since.
Viktor: Like a magnet for the weirdest shit in the city, aren't you?

Guts on the walls, blood on the floor, optical on the table. Interior decoration - Scav edition.

Gaze into the abyss, you'll find the abyss starin' right back atcha.
And I don't like the look it's givin' me - the kind that says there ain't no comin' back.

If one party is backed into a corner, it is not negotiation, it is extortion.

Ah. Two walking corpses. One has risen from the grave, while the other seeks it.