The Legacy of Cole MacGrath

Chapter 11: Dinner With Sasha

I wake up to Moya talking to me.

“Cole, I located where Sasha is hiding,”

I get up and rub my eyes.

“Where’s that?”

“The tunnel that connects the Neon island to The Warren,”

“Jefferson Tunnel?”

“Yeah, head over there and I’ll tell you what to do next,”

“Alright,”

I drink the rest of my beer, stretch and head out.

I arrive in front of the Jefferson Tunnel.

“All right Moya, I'm across from the Jefferson Tunnel. The tunnel is blocked,”

“There should be a lever in the compound across the street,”

“Alright,”

I run into the compound, find, and pull the lever.

The gate to Jefferson tunnel open.

I start to feel light-headed.

“What’s..happening..?” 

Sasha starts speaking through

“I can feel the love inside you, just waiting to be coaxed out. We're going to have such fun, Cole,”

“Get out..”

Just then, the light headed feeling goes away.

I step out of the compound, and run into Jefferson Tunnel. It’s swarming with reapers, and reaper conduits. 

I talk to myself.

“Getting sick of you guys,” 

I clear out the reapers and advance through the tunnel.

Just around a turn, I see a chained door and the chains are rusted.

I charge my legs up with electricity and kick open the door. The chains disintegrate and the door busts open to a disturbing scene. 

There are people in cages with black tar getting sprayed on them.

“Moya... I think I found where they're making the reapers. Bunch of people down here locked in cages, and black tar getting sprayed over them,”

“Get them out of there and then deal with Sasha,” 

“Alright,” 

I break open a cage and the freshly made reaper looks at me.

The reaper looks frightened and depressed. 

This situation is making me think. Back then, I thought the reapers were delinquents, drug dealers and everything of the sort. I took comfort in the fact that I was fighting generally bad people, but all this time I could’ve been killing innocent people. 

I could be a murderer.

I silently look at the reaper and put my hand on it’s shoulder as it limps past me towards the exit.

I don’t think I’ll be killing more reapers anytime soon.

I free the rest of the reapers and none attack me. They must be trained to attack after they’re made. 

After I break the last cage, my head gets light again.

“You think I don't see her, the way you're parading her around like a common Jezebel? I see everything now, Kessler. All of it,”

“...Who’s Kessler..and what's your damn problem…”

“Oh, you're a tricky bastard. Playing your games, thinking you're smarter than everyone else. You're going to pay,”