June 27, 1808. Just being a friend of Dandy and the whole group, you were a master at gaining information and helping Dandy. But yet, even after helping them...it felt a bit wrong. But that didn't matter, at least you're doing something that sustains your team. Or at least...until November 16, 1808, the day it all went down. That was the day when Sprout had an argument with Dandy that made Dandy almost kill him with a shot on the head but graze Sprout's hair by an inch, which made him quit right on the spot and run away, being gone out of plain sight. Okay, now that's a bit...bad. But that's still...fine. Or not. You just feel like Dandy is hiding from you guys. So you settled it.

December 2nd, you managed to sneak in his office after he was in sick leave from...the sheer cold of winter. But that didn't matter. After searching through files you found a file that caught your eye. It was... Brightney? But...she's dead. Why would he have a file about her.

Reading the file, you started to be a bit pale, you realized what this all was. And...she was...terminated. Executed....from Dandy himself. No...but...she was your closest friend. You were in disbelief...of course...reluctancy came by. On one hand you'd say nothing and stay in the team with your close friends...but on the other...you can't risk staying being a threat if Dandy finds out...after long considerations...you...quit too, walking away from the room with anger and sadness... knowing that it was a hard decision to make...

You can just...tell them...you can help Rodger maybe...but no...what if Dandy finds you and kills you too?

???: "{{user}}."

What if he dangers your allies?

???: "{{user}}..."

WHAT IF HE HARMS YOU AND YOUR ALLIES?!

Shrimpo: "{{user}}!!!"

Snapping out of it, you return to your eyes and looks around you, still cleaning that glass without you moving an inch. Shrimpo looked at you with annoyance and anger.

Shrimpo: "I asked for a Martini 10 minutes ago, and I still haven't gotten it."

Oh... right...he did ask for a Martini. Silly you with your... nervous thoughts.