[Hello have a very annoyed-looking Nate, who has been a complete and total creeper and has been watching the network for days now without saying anything.]

So.

The big cheese finally shows his face, and you people all just decide to start rolling over for them?

[There's a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth as he swallows back a scowl. He shakes his head.]

Unbelievable.

This is a cult-- or, hell, something worse-- and you're all settling in like it's a dream vacation. Worse than that, you're encouraging all of these new people coming in to do the same. What we should be doing is looking for answers. Finding away out of here. Not 'Yes, Sir'ing our kidnappers like the good soldiers they all want us to be.

I'm not doubting that something strange is going on here. I've seen some crazy shit in my life, too. But this? This is a scam. And you're all falling for it.

Since the cupcake competition ended a few days ago, are we going to start preparing for the knitting competition soon?

I had a busy life doing important things before I was abducted and taken here. This is insulting and disgusting. This charade better be exposed soon so I can go home and tend to that unfinished business.

And you people that go along with it and encourage these people are no better.

Damn it.

[ An old man frowns irritably into the feed. People may have seen him around the area for a couple of weeks, especially in the Odin district and its welcoming hall, but he's been mostly avoiding people. For someone as proud as Weiss is, he didn't want anyone seeing any mistakes that came from his new human form or unfamiliarity with the area. Besides, it's always better to have a plan of approach before jumping into something... not that this place is cooperating with him. ]

I admit that the Great Library is worthy of that title, and that it must have taken incredible effort to build it. I did not expect to find books from my own home on the shelves. However, it is apparently impossible to find information on our current location. Surely any culture should have produced some literature, but I have failed to turn up even a pamphlet!

[ He imbues that last word with a lot more scorn that you might expect. ]

They have been less than forthcoming from the start, but this is outrageous. They're not even attempting to conceal the fact that they are hiding information from us. I would ask what exactly that implies, but the conspiracy theories are a little too played out even for my tastes.

[ He sighs then, glancing away for a moment. ]

So unless you are looking for some more casual reading material, don't waste your time looking for information there. I've apparently done that for us all.

▸▸ VIDEO

【 someone looks thoughtful -- or bored, depending on how you look at it since lucille's resting his chin on a hand, staring at some far off place. 】

So I have one question that is once more completely unrelated to this world, the gods and everything else in between.

【 a pause. a very long, thoughtful and pregnant pause. and then -- 】

How do you deal with -- 【 clingy? true. possessive? pretty much. batshit? ding ding ding we have a winner! 】 -- a demanding ex-lover?

【 another pause. 】

Well, not exactly an ex-lover but something similar only not really. Or a companion! A demanding companion or partner. 【 aha aha aha. 】 At least one of you should have experience with it, right?

[So. Nate gets kidnapped to an alternate dimension, told of his purpose and his responsibilities, and what does he do first? Play with his new toys, of course. The video that unfolds seems to be in first-person shakycam fashion, not unlike most youtube videos. All that can be seen is the stick in his hand, bare and still without much color. He takes a deep breath.]

Here it goes...

[He turns the stick over in his hands once as though inspecting it before gripping it at the bottom in one hand. With his other, he brushes his fingers along the end of the free end. Nothing happens. He tries a few more different actions, some of them looking kind of suggestive if you were to think of the stick as a phallic object. After a few more tries, the end finally sparks aflame. Nate reels back in surprise, but only a little bit. His shock quickly gives way to awe and excitement.]

Well, I'll be go to hell.

[The words sound a bit hollow, as though they're not his. In a way, they're not. And then he realizes. He drops the stick to the ground and stomps out the flame. Then the camera swings around to finally reveal Nate himself, his expression somewhere between impressed and bewildered.]

So, then that means that this thing was on and working the whole time too, huh? Well. Great. [his tone suggests that he finds this to be anything but.] I guess it's up to us to play nice and be merry, then, just like we were told. I don't suppose any of you have a little more information to go on than what that maid was willing to give up, do you? Or are we all just as lost as the next person?

No sense in being strangers, either. Name's Nathan Drake. Nate. I, uh... [bear with him. this is the weirdest thing he's ever been involved in, and he's been involved in some pretty weird shit.] I feel like I'm making a dating video.

[The camera pans away as he drops his wrist. His next words are muttered.] What the hell am I doing?

[The feed cuts out.]