>You press the button to go to Floor B1.
>The Supply Room should have many things you'll find invaluable.
>... The elevator doors open and you peer around the corners.
>There is no one nearby... you can see.
>Crates are piled high in this room, yet none of them seem to be labeled. They're all tightly closed as well; there's no way you'd be able to open them easily.
>... Beside the opening of the elevator, you haven't made a sound while searching.
>If anyone is here, they're just as cautious as you are.
>You navigate through the maze of crates, carefu-
>You stop and press yourself against the nearest crate.
>... There was a clicking sound.
>It was faint but you heard it.
>At least one guard is here.
>... Realistically, there's something here; whether or not it's a guard isn't certain.
>Still, the likeliness of them not being armed...
>You peer to the other side of a corner.
>... Someone dressed as a guard, turned away from you, is very visibly shaking.
>You aim your tranquilizer at the...
>Wait.
>Normally, the guards' wings are grey.
>This moth's wings are brown and yellow.
>Normally, that might indicate they're of a higher rank or caliber; in this case, their inability to stay steady indicates the opposite.
>They could easily be tranquilized.
>... Too easily...
>After checking a far corner, they go past it and out of your view.
>If you double back around a few turns, you should be able to head them off.
>It'll also help you find anyone else who may be lurking around.
>...
>Those two minutes felt like an eternity.
 
>The only other living thing in here was a white stallion who'd been shot with enough tranquilizers to make him forget who he is.
>Oh, that's another thing about this world.
>That's possible.
>When he wakes up, he probably won't know anything at all.
>... His wings are white.
>You can't tell if he's a guard or not.
>Either way, he has no form of identification on him.
>His mane is pretty... out there, though.
>He also has yellow streaks about him.
>If he's lucky, someone will come down here and help him out.
>He isn't your problem.
>... You make it back to the elevator.
>Well, not really.
>You're one corner away from it.
>The mysterious moth, however, is right in front of it.
>... There's nothing for you to fear.
>This could be the perfect time for some answers.
>You point your tranquilizer at them again and round the corner.
"Hold it."
>... They stop dead in their tracks and slowly turn to look at you.
>Their expression goes from one of pure terror to one of confusion... mixed with terror.
>... They have a tranquilizer as well, but they don't have the time to aim and shoot you.
"Put the gun on the floor."
>They slowly comply.
>... Come to think of it, this moth is probably a mare.
>Her long eyelashes definitely indicate that much.
>... It seems she's less fearful of you now.
>That doesn't make any sense.
>If anything, she should be more scared, because you're... well, you're different.
>You're an alien species no one here really knows about.
>Still, she's only calmed down since seeing you.
>"Are..."
>Her voice is shaking.
>At least that makes sense.
>"Are you... Snake?"
>... What?
 
>No one outside of your previous and current groups should know your codename.
"How do you know of that name?"
>"... The Colonel told me someone... different would be coming at some point, and, well, the times line up."
>She looks you over.
>"... And you're definitely different."
"Colonel?"
>"Minty."
>... That means this is her.
>This is Hexferry, the moth they sent before you a month ago to infiltrate this base.
"... Are you Hexferry?"
>"Are my pupils shaped like hexagons?"
>... Well, that's a crude way of saying it, but yes, her eyes are in that shape.
>This world will never make sense.
"What happened to you? Colonel lost contact with you two days ago."
>"Right when things got bad. They found me out and captured me."
"Then what are you doing here?"
>"I tricked a guard into opening the door. He... wasn't paying attention to anything beside my butt. He went down easily."
"Down?"
>"He... had a tranquilizer on him."
>She looks at the gun next to her.
>"So I got him with it."
"Where is he now?"
>"Don't worry, I made sure to hide him."
"... Is he the guy over there?"
>You point in the general direction of the white moth stallion you encountered earlier.
>"Yeah, why?"
"You didn't have to stick him so many times."
>She looks concerned.
>"What do you mean?"
"That stallion won't remember who he is because of all of them. One needle is fine, two is pushing it... fourteen is overkill."
>Her breathing is getting heavy.
>"What are you talking about?"
"Weren't you told? These tranquilizers, in high dosage, can cause memory loss. That starts at five. Needless to say, he has it worse than that."
 
>... The mare can't say anything. She just looks at you in shock.
"Even the most basic of soldiers are taught that; how did you not know?"
>... She looks down.
>"... Well, I guess it isn't much of a secret already. I was never really given any formal training for combat, because I wasn't supposed to be a soldier; I was supposed to be a researcher."
"Supposed to be? Why were you impersonating a guard all this time?"
>She looks at the elevator with a somber look.
>"I didn't like what the researchers were doing. I couldn't live with myself if I helped... that."
"What do you mean?"
>"... Snake, don't you have a mission?"
>... Unfortunately, she's right.
>You'll have to figure it out later.
>You grumble.
"Fine. Pick up your gun. Let's go."
>"R-right..."
>Just as you're about to call Amata, Hexferry gasps in realization.
>"That's right! I found a Level 2 Key Card on that guard; I'm sure it'll come in useful to us."
>You nod and proceed with the call.
>-Call: Amata-
>"Snake, do you wish to save?"
"Yeah. Also, tell the Colonel I found Hexferry and she's fine."
>"Ah, this is wonderful news! We had been worried about her for so long..."
 
>Game Saved.
 
>"What will you two do next?"
>-End Transmission-
 
>Current Inventory:
>Tranquilizer(22/46)
>Level 1 Key Card.
>Hexferry's Inventory:
>Tranquilizer(?/46)
>Level 2 Key Card.
>Codec Options:
>Colonel Minty.
>Cejire.
>Amata.
>Current Objectives:
>Rescue the DARPA Chief and the President of ArmsTech.