Medics.
Boys, hey.
Damn, the smell of a hospital makes me uneasy.
Ugh.
Boys —
Hollywood, puppet masters,
politicians —
You’re buried under your own junk.
Get rid of all that crap.
Stop clinging to it.
With your level of power,
you’re holding the field back.
Booooys…
Clear all that junk out.
And don’t piss me off.
Don’t do that.
And one more thing.
Boys… I—
I don’t have the strength for this.
I can’t stand touching this kind of filth,
but it’s still leaking into the field.
This…
God, I don’t even want to drag this out.
Boys, there are bad people in this world.
And there are people with weak psyches.
Boys —
Strict ban on any porn.
No porn.
At all.
Even if you’re desperate.
On Sunday we pull all this shit out.
Because there’s a borderline state in the field,
and I really don’t like it.
Boys…
God… how do I even say this—
I’m talking about those who hurt children.
It makes my skin crawl.
Please, boys.
I need you.
Damn…
I’m asking you —
let’s pull together
and clear this shit out of the field.
These guys are in treatment.
The ones in the field haven’t done anything like that,
but they’re right on the edge.
And I really don’t like that, boys.
Damn, we need to do something about this.
Hollywood.
Puppet masters.
Politicians.
Medics.
Military.
Alpha.
I need all of you.
You have the strength
to pull them out of this.
I don’t want to talk about this anymore.
Damn…
How is this even—
Boys…
I… I—
Please.
Let’s clear all of this out on Sunday.
Full charge.
I’ll clear the entire field.
We go in at 13:00 MSK
for three hours —
until nothing is left.
They either make it through
or they don’t.
No other options.
Boys… booooys—
No aggression.
These guys messed up
just like hundreds before them.
Weak psyche,
and surrounded by… let’s say, not the best people.
Don’t get stuck on the filth.
Think about the fact
that they want out too.
So come on, boys.
Everything for the children.
Everything for them.