The old world faded. He was staring at a strange ceiling.
"Desmond, we received some kind of signal! I think it's a distress call! It's pointing us somewhere South of Orleans!"
'Desmond.'
That was him, right?
"I think it's them, Desmond! Lucy, Shaun, and Claude! We have to go rescue them!"
Lucy...the blonde. Highly attractive. Brainy. Also kidnapped by Abstergo. The first among them he had met. Then the others came back to him as well.
"Yeah...I...just a minute."
"I'll go fetch some weapons," Rebecca said, power walking towards the back. Rebecca Crane was her full name. He had met her second.
He felt groggy. He was trying to put the pieces together. He was still in France, but not the one he had just left. It was a different time. 2102? 2002? The Templars, they were called something different today, were they not? Something with an 'A'. Abstergo. It was 'Abstergo' who had kidnapped him, experimented on him. But they were still Templars, it was just another front, like the Free Masons.
He had escaped Abstergo, relived the memories of Ezio, come to France to -
Gouze returned from the back, presenting -
No, it was Rebecca, now with some kind of fanny pack slung over her shoulder. She was presenting Desmond with three items. In one hand was the silenced pistol he had used to kill back at the warehouse, in the other were his two wrist mounted blades.