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WHEN WE LAST LEFT VIKTIÉR SHE HAD JUST BEEN IMPRINTED ON BY MYSTERIOUS ALIEN TECHNOLOGY AND WAS INSIDE A DREAM, TALKING TO A STRANGE KREXIAN MAN
Kila: Who are you?
Danny: Who am I?! Look, lady, I’m serving a life sentence of sensory deprivation stasis, and I had finally escaped the torment of consciousness when you woke me up! So my question to you, ma’am, is who are you?!
Kila: Does this have anything to do with a small black box? That thing woke itself up. If you want it back, trust me, you can have-