|Coleção||Plots and Schemes|
Rumor says we're all going to be pulled back into the city. Don't know about you, but I'm not going back there. All the demons of Oblivion walk the streets, from what I've heard. It's a death trap.
A couple of us plan to desert from our squad, slipping out at night. You should do the same. Be careful who you ask, though—don't want to end swinging from a tree.