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In the beginning, we set our truths to parchment.
To stone.
To the memory of men.
These proved impermanent things.
Cleansed by fire.
Cleansed by famine.
Cleansed by flood.
All the world is innocent once more.
Innocent and ignorant.
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Desmond? DESMOND. DESMOND!
"Shaun?"
Welcome back to Earth, Space Cadet; yes that is my name.
" I never thought I'd be saying this but , it's so good to hear your voice!"
Yea, yea… Rebecca and I miss you too.
"Where the hell am I?"
Well Desmond, you're in the back of a moving truck. Say hello to the fellows.
Desmond got up suddenly; he was laying on his back in front of a circle of people. Fourteen bright eyes stared at him out from seven unhappy faces. Every one of them was different, but they all looked at him in the same manner as they wobbled back and forth in the back of the small moving van.
"Th- There are people back here… Wh- why am I back here?"
Your being transferred to another Assassin hideout, along with a couple of fellow assassins.
"Transferred? Where am I being transferred from?"
The hospital.
"Hospital? The last place I remember being at was under Monteriggioni with Lucy… Where is Lucy? Is she okay?"
After the little incident, apparently the Templars attacked and it lead to a -ahem- small war. We managed to win a battle and take over an Abstergo building. Some people went through their archives and found some significant things, and some information about us as well. I went through some of the archives myself, but some higher-ups eventually got pissed off.
I'm not really sure what happened to you and Lucy; that's information I couldn't get my hands on.
But something tells me that it's important.
That's where the truck comes in…