( Locked to Ryu )[He's eyeing the dead couple on the bench inside the station. Trevor tries not to think of the wife he left behind and speaks.]I've heard tales of the Black Death a century before my time. Witnessed the foul touch of pestilence cast by my nemesis upon mankind. The destruction wrought by this plague appears to best the both of them. I pray nothing like this befalls any of our worlds.
That said, we seem to be in a quandary. There is visible word of the Crimson King and Slender Man nearby. If they are about, staying close means we stand a better chance of repelling them. Yet that also means the plague, if it is still here, will be more free to roam among us.
[Cranes his head in the direction of the hospital. The darkness hanging over it is calling out to him.] I mean to explore yonder hospice given the chance and a measure of company. If you are interested in conducting this as a team effort, let me know. We just might find something useful within.
Tread lightly, my friends. And stay clear of that... distortion.
I never thought seeing the Tower fall would be a bad thing.