Disaster5

Dialogue – Interrogation Log: **** | Date: // | File: "Beginning of Disaster5"**

Is this recording?

Good. Let’s begin. Tell us what you discovered.

Well... do you remember Bill?

The one who won the science award? Currently incarcerated? Yes. That Bill.

Right. Him.

Go on.

He discovered something... unusual. A potion—of luck.

Luck?

Yes. And apparently, he wasn’t the first. I’ve been his assistant for a while now. The previous one was, uh, dismissed after threatening to expose him. So this isn’t exactly safe for me.

You’re making the right choice coming forward.

He was studying ancient ruins. According to his findings, a lost civilization once harnessed the power of luck—real, tangible luck—and used it to gain immense fortune. Bill believed he could do the same.

So this "luck" actually exists?

It does. And the stories surrounding it have echoed through history. Many ancient cultures searched for it. Bill just happened to get closer than anyone else.

Did he succeed?

Yes. And that’s the problem.

Continue.

He followed every clue, gathered rare materials, and recreated the ancient formula. A true potion of luck. But we didn’t know whether it brought good or bad fortune. So we made a plan. If it was good—drink it, and live a life untouched by misfortune.

And if it was bad?

That’s why I’m here now.

Explain.

He intended to fuse the potion with the Wither... to unleash chaos on a scale we couldn’t contain.

And you opposed that, so you brought it here.

Exactly. But there's more.

Go on.

To test it, he drank a minuscule dose. Just a few drops. Almost immediately, everything went wrong. Do you know why he was sent to The Wall?

That information is classified.

Well, let’s just say—out of nowhere, something from his past resurfaced, and the next day, he was locked up—

Stop. We're recording. That part is off-limits.

Right. Once he was contained, I took the potion and came straight here. If he ever gets out... he can't be allowed to reclaim it.

Is that everything?

Yes.

Hand over the recipe and any remaining materials.

Will you protect this?

Yes. We already have protocols in mind—tests, containment, analysis. You've been very helpful.

You're not planning to use it... are you?

That decision is not yours to make. Now go. You’ll be kept safe from him.

I just hope you don’t end up like he did.