"Hey, Al. What's harder than Diamond?"
A frightfully familiar voice, creeping up from the shadows. The half-white face of Neurocam hangs in the blackness, slender jaw and pointed beard showing in the light.
"Am I supposed to know you?" Diamond shoots back, reaching for his holster.
A white gloved right hand stretches out of the darkness, holding up bright red apple, shining.
"Knowledge of Good and Evil," the voice continues. "You know what they grow in Negazone, don't you?"
Chris Titan steps into the light, biting down on the apple, splitting it right to the core. Little black seeds fall to the ground...
"Nothing," echoes the Forever Pit.
Nothing echoes the Forever Pit.