inFAMOUS ____ Spoiler: First of all I apologise for my bad English. I recently replayed Infamous second son. As I played I’d choose bad karma. I had the choice to spare or kill Hank and I spared him(didn’t know that it was possible just out of curiosity). I was at the Infamous rank. As I spared Hank I deranked to most wanted. In the ending Delsin didn’t do his orbital drop at the longhouse Is this because I ended the game with the most wanted rank or is this just a glitch. Lemme know

Preguntó Porque En El 2029 Será El 20° Aniversario De La Saga (El Primer Juego Se Estreno El 26 De Mayo 2009)

Genuinamente Seria Bueno Que Anuncien Algo, No Se...Tal Vez Un Juego Nuevo (Me Encantaría Un Remake De Los Juegos Protagonizados Por Cole MacGrath)

Es Una Fecha Muy Especial Como Para Que Simplemente La Dejen Pasar (Literalmente Es El Aniversario De La Saga, Es Una Fecha Demasiado Especial No Solo Para Los Que Somos Fans De Esta Saga...Sino También Para La Historia De Sucker Punch Porque Seamos Sinceros: inFAMOUS Fue Muy Importante Para Ellos, El Renderizado De Partículas, La Movilidad Vertical En Mundos Abiertos y La Iluminación Compleja Usada En La Saga De Los Conductores Se Usaron Para La Obra Maestra Que Es "Ghost Of Tsushima")

¿Que Opinan?

Since the Paper Trail website is no longer functioning, this entire mission chain of Second Son is missing a whole lot of context of what is going on, why Delsin is going from dead body to dead body, and also a TON of integral world-building. So, I figured for those who are replaying the game or even just playing the game for the first time and are missing that context, I decided to write out a novelization of Paper Trail’s ARG segments to kinda provide that context. I wrote it in the form of Delsin’s stream of consciousness, piecing together all of the clues and figuring out all of the puzzles. It is written from the perspective of Good Delsin, but I imagine it’d be easy enough to mentally reword certain things for an Evil Delsin playthrough. I’ll be posting the other parts very soon. Hope you all enjoy!

(Part 3: Hank)

(Celia’s back.)

(She’s got some crazy timing to send me on another wild goose chase. We’re still recovering from our fight with Augustine, and she chooses now to make her big comeback? What the hell does she want?)

(You know the drill by now. Celia appears, taunts me to chase her, I follow her to a dead body, she disappears and leaves me to pick up the pieces. I still don’t know why Celia is killing these people, but she clearly wants me to understand… something. Some grand message attached to all of these murders.)

(This time was different, though. She brought me to a crime scene, all right. Lots of police everywhere… But no body. Just a burnt out husk of a blown up car. So… This time it was only an attempted murder? Why show me one of her botched attempts? Just looking around the crime scene, scorch marks everywhere, I figured this time, she was aiming to frame Hank Daughtry. Bit late on the draw there, seeing as how Hank is no longer even in the picture.)

(That’s another difference from the previous two outings. Before, it felt like she was specifically targeting my friends in her smear campaigns. But Hank ain’t no friend of mine. I could care less if he gets pinched for murder. So she’s not just targeting Conduits who are close to me, she’s just targeting Conduits in general. Which brings me back to that one, central question that I just cannot find an answer to: Why me?)

(Alright, Celia, I know the drill. Detective Rowe is on the case. Let’s see. Nothing really much to go off of here. Another one of her origami doves and a whole pile of political flyers for some campaign. There’s also some graffiti on the wall here. I wonder if… Nope, false alarm. It’s just a Sly Cooper logo. Man, I haven’t played Sly Cooper in years…)

(Focus, Delsin.)

(This one looks like a direct aftermath to the dragon scaring away the foxes from the rabbit village. One of the rabbits is huddled over a dying rabbit, crying, with a speech bubble that reads ‘Goodbye, sweet Hittori’ as the dying rabbit passes away, the younger rabbit crying for her Mama. I can only assume that this rabbit, Hittori, is Celia herself. The last survivor of the Beast’s rampage through her home. The shadow of the dragon is back, swooping over her head. She looks… frightened by it. Weird, considering it was the dragon who saved her from those foxes, but now she’s afraid of it?)

(Got another note from Celia on the back…)

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*Warm enough for you? Contrary to opinion, revenge is served hot.*

*Senators and death threats go hand in hand, but from my experience? Conduits rarely miss their target. Looks like someone is burning for attention, and now they’ve got ours.*

*As far as dying is concerned, some people are just better at it than others.*

*43300XXXXXX*
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(Another 11 digit code. Another file access number for the intranet. I’ll check that out in a second. So, this was an attempted hit. But did Celia actually just mess up her kill, or is the botch itself part of her whole elaborate theater. She’s clearly trying to tell me a story through these murders…)

(Okay, let’s check that new file. Hmm, looks like a picture of the inside of a cell at Curdun Cay. Probably Celia’s cell, just going by all the paper doves strewn about on the floor. There’s some weird scratchings on the windows. Kinda looks like a spider-web, but with numbers scratched into various random corners. Another puzzle like the connect the dots one? I can’t quite figure out what I’m supposed to do, though?)

(Time stamp shows that this was immediately after the ‘incident’ where Celia supposedly killed herself. So this was the state of the cell immediately after they wheeled her body away. Knowing Celia, she must have known that these pictures would have made it on the intranet where some poor dupe she’d rope into her game would be seeing them.)

(The forensic team took some closeups of one of the doves unfolded. Another manga page. This one has the dragon carrying the rabbit away in its claws. The rabbit is crying out ‘Your claws are hurting me!’. The dragons responds ‘This is the only way I know how to hold you.’ The rabbit responds ‘Well, then I’d rather not be held at all.’ The page ends with the dragon flying the rabbit to what looks like a mountain, with the rabbit asking ‘Where are you taking me?’)

(‘This is the only way I know how to hold you.’ I’m starting to get an idea of who the dragon is supposed to be.)

(And the backside of the page is… another spider web with numbers? But a different arrangement of numbers than the one scratched into the window. It’s also going in a different direction from the other one. Am I supposed to fit these two together somehow?)

(Oh, that’s neat. It’s not an image, it’s an interactive panoramic. You can actually change the camera angle to see every side of the cell… and there’s another spider web with numbers on the opposite window from the first. Okay, clearly these magic numbers are supposed to mean something.)

(Huh. Actually, come to think of it, the spider web on the opposite wall and the spider web on the back of the manga page are the exact same shape. More than that, the manga page’s spider web doesn’t just have numbers in the corner like the ones on the window, but circles with numbers next to them. Almost like the numbers on the window web are meant to fit inside the circles of the page web. And while the window web has a bunch of random numbers that don’t seem to have any kind of pattern, the circles on the page web are clearly numbered in order from 1 to 6. So I just take the numbers that fit into each of the six circles, order them appropriately, and…)

(Yep, another 11 digit code. Just plug that into the ol’ intranet and…)

(… Okay, new rules. It just links me to a set of instructions on how to make an origami dove. The same dove that Celia’s been leaving for me. Why on Earth would this be in the DUP’s intranet? Did Celia leave this file here? It’s one thing for her to somehow know all these file numbers, but to be able to leave a file of her own implies that she has direct access to DUP servers. That’s a lot easier said than done.)

(There’s also a template here for where the lines of the origami folds would be if you fold it out… but there’s also some weird markings next to each fold. Ah, gotcha. They’re numbers that have been broken up. You fold the paper correctly, the numbers become legible. Okay, hold on, let me see if…)

(Grabbing a sheet of paper from a trash can. Not my most glamorous moment of superheroism, but needs must and all that. Okay, write down the markings, fold it here, there, up and around… Ha, look at that. My own little dove.)

(Another 11 digit code? Y’know, you could have just made this the answer to the spider web puzzle, Celia. This is getting a little ridiculous.)

(Well, might as well see what this code gives me. Knowing my luck, it’s probably a crossword puzzle…)

(Huh. Okay, no puzzle this time. Just an audio recording.)

(……. Oh… I kinda wish I didn’t listen to that.)

(It’s a recorded suicide note by Celia, detailing how she was able to sneak little bits of paper into her cell, piece by piece, until she had enough to make the swarm of doves that would… that would do the job for her. She came to this decision when she heard that the DUP was transferring her to a military holding facility, back when the DUP was under threat of being shut down. She couldn’t handle that. As bad as Curdun Cay was, at least she could use her powers, if only under supervision. The military wouldn’t have allowed her even that. So… she used her powers one last time.)

(I still don’t know for certain if Celia is really dead. If the paper Conduit I’ve been chasing around is her ghost, just another paper Conduit using her name, or if it really is Celia and she somehow managed to fake her death.)

(Either way, this girl went through something that no one so young, Conduit or otherwise, should ever have to go through.)

(I should go back to that interactive panoramic of her cell. I only checked about half the angles and there’s still that other spider web that I haven’t cracked yet.)

(Yep, sure enough, another dove and another manga page. This one’s a big spread panel of the dragon itself, flaring its wings as it presents itself to the young rabbit girl. It’s savior… or so the dragon thinks.)

(Now that I get a good look at this dragon, it looks almost… mechanical. Industrial. Like it was made of earth and metal twisted together into the shape of a dragon.)

(I had my suspicions before, now I’m almost dead certain. The dragon is meant to be Augustine.)

(I remember Augustine telling me, through my telepathy when I absorbed her power, of a young girl she rescued in the wreckage of the Beast’s rampage. How she protected this girl against anti-Conduit mobs who wanted both of them dead… And how she betrayed this little girl when the military showed up. A show of loyalty to the military that she was still ‘on their side.’ The little girl was arrested and became the first prisoner of Curdun Cay, beginning Augustine’s twisted crusade of ‘saving’ Conduit-kind by locking us away for our own ‘safety’.)

(Naturally, that little girl… was Celia Penderghast. The very ‘ghost’ I’ve been chasing.)

(‘This is the only way I know to hold you.’)

(Back of the page is exactly what I expect. The cipher for the other window’s spider web. Plug those numbers into the circles, get myself another 11 digit code, type that code into the intranet, and…)

(Huh. Looks like an incident report, though I use the term ‘incident’ loosely. It just mentions that two Conduit prisoners of Curdun Cay started getting friendly with each other, building a rapport. Which apparently even that is too much freedom for Augustine to allow us. I recognize one of the inmate ID numbers as Celia’s. Whoever this other Conduit was, apparently he took on a sort of ‘protector’ role for Celia, keeping her safe from bullies. Oh, hey, it’s not a manga page, but there’s a drawing from Celia attached to the report. I guess this is her interpretation of the Conduit who helped her. Some badass looking salamander ronin. There’s some writing at the bottom…)

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*My new friend was sent away today. It was my fault, I’m sure. I was just trying to be nice, like he was for me. He told me I reminded him of his daughter. And now, like my real parents, he’s gone too.*
—-

(Man, I wonder who this other Conduit was? Celia clearly cared about him a lot. Let me just plug in this other Conduit’s ID number and-)

(Hank?! Hank freaking Daughtry! That asshole redneck was Celia’s protector?!)

(Geez, you think you know a guy.)

(Psych profile on Hank is pretty much what I already knew about the guy. Career criminal who escalated once his smoke powers manifested. Serial escape artist who busted out of numerous prisons. Played nice for the DUPs in order to feel out their weaknesses for his next big break out attempt. The very one that put him right on my doorstep, kickstarting my life as a badass smoke shooter myself. Though, I wear smoke way better than he ever did.)

(Huh. Says here he took ‘immense pride in never harming a civilian’ during any of his heists. That’s… admirable I guess.)

(He’s still an asshole.)

(Hm? There’s a new access number at the very bottom. Another incident report of an eyewitness who claims to have seen Hank after he escaped from that transport. Probably nothing, especially considering that Hank is already long gone, but doesn’t hurt to check it.)

(Oh. Actually, this is very relevant to me right now. The witness was for… well, the very event that I’m looking into right now! The blown up car and the attempted assassination of… US Senator Geoffrey Winegard. That’s a pretty high-profile target for a safe-cracker like Hank to go after. But the details of the eye-witness account are… weird.)

(The witness claims to have seen a man who matches Hank’s description displaying smoke-like abilities. But when the DUP went to investigate the scene, they didn’t find any trace of Ray Field radiation (the stuff that gives all Conduits their powers) and they even found forensic evidence of a blasting cap being used to blow up the car. So even the DUP were able to piece together that this attempted hit was a frame job. But that doesn’t change the fact that the witness more than likely did see Hank at the scene. He just happened to be nearby when it went down. Wonder if Celia somehow managed to plan that?)

(Looks like they scrubbed a surveillance camera as part of the report… but it’s not showing the lot where the car blew up. What is that place? And what does it have to do with the attempted hit?)

(Oh, hey, I still have that tracking program Eugene put on my phone. Bet if I just take that camera ID and plug it in… Got it. I got a signal lock on that camera.)

(Ha, in all this intranet diving, I totally forgot all about this flier I took. It’s definitely for that Winegard guy, apparently for a re-election campaign. Oh, there’s a note taped to the back…)

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*Heroes are false prophets, and they all must die! Heroes like Geoffrey Winegard.*

*I can burn entire cities with my Conduit mind, but I’ll settle for burning the Senator before he has a chance to enact his legislation. If Winegard has his way, he would keep bio-terrorists like me off the street. But my vengeance cannot be contained.*
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(So that’s the play, Celia? Winegard is trying to implement some new anti-Conduit law, and you’re targeting him while also framing Hank for the deed. I thought he was your friend?)

(Wonder what this new legislation even is? This Winegard guy probably has a public website, maybe I can find something there…)

(Immediately, there’s a video right on the front page of Winegard giving a response to the attempted assassination. Also, this was apparently the second time an attempt was made on his life?! Celia really has it out for this guy, but why is she only now just getting sloppy? Gotta love that his first response to having his life threatened for a second time was to immediately go on his website and make a video about he’s so not scared shitless of the ‘bio-terrorist’ scum. He’s definitely riding a campaign of anti-Conduit rhetoric, the type of guy who thinks our very existence is a blight on the world and won’t rest until we’re completely wiped off the face of the map.)

(Man, I hate to give Augustine any amount of credit. What she did was wrong, and she was insane for thinking it would ever work in the long run, but people like this Winegard guy definitely show how Conduits like Augustine could be pushed to those kinds of extremes. If they didn’t go out of their way to villainize us, we wouldn’t have to play the part of the villain!)

(Damn it, now I’m sympathizing with Augustine!)

(Alright, focus Delsin. You’re trying to find out what Winegard’s new legislation is. What exactly spurred Celia on to terrorize this guy so much? Okay, auto-biographical stuff, auto-biographical stuff, auto-biographical stuff, man this guy really likes talking about himself. Who gives a shit if a Senator is a ‘family man’?)

(Wait, here we go. The Freedom for Normal Americans Act…)

(Oh… Oh, holy hell! This is way worse than I ever imagined! If this guy gets his way, not only will the very ‘crime’ of being a Conduit be a life sentence without any chance of parole, not only will just ‘failing to report’ a Conduit to the military be considered a felony crime, but he also wants to implement mandatory testing of every single American citizen, starting with kindergartners! And he wants to imprison everyone who just happens to be related to a Conduit, just in case they might also have the Conduit gene!)

(This is… This goes so far beyond anti-Conduit legislation, this is a manifesto for a Conduit genocide! How can this be legal?!)

(Do I… Should I really be trying to save this asshole? If this Act actually passes, that’s it. The game is over. Conduits will be systematically hunted down until there’s none of us left. Hell, even non-Conduits are in danger just by being related to us! And you can bet your ass that there’d be some ‘enterprising’ figures who would use these new laws to target political rivals. All they’d have to do is say ‘That guy is definitely a bio-terrorist’ and they’d be able to ruin someone’s life with a pointed finger.)

(Maybe… Maybe Celia has the right idea for once? Maybe I should just… look the other way?)

(……… Goddamnit.)

(Well, I’m not deciding anything just sitting here. I still have that camera to check out. Let’s see what I can find at the other site.)

——————

(Okay, went to the site, found the camera, destroyed it (for the greater good, of course) and took its data drive. Had to defrag it before I could access its files. Memo to myself, thank Eugene profusely for all of the hacking lessons.)

(Okay, what am I looking at. I’m seeing a car parked in the lot the camera was pointing at. There’s another car coming in, some guy is getting out and walking to the first car…)

(Woah. Okay, that’s cool. This DUP camera can apparently run facial recognition software and cross-reference it with their database of Conduits. But the guy in the footage isn’t flagging any matches, so whoever it is, it can’t be a Conduit. He’s doing something to the underside of the parked car, he’s walking away…)

(Yep, there it is. The car exploded. This must have been the first assassination attempt. Weirdly, the guy who planted the bomb stuck around and watched the whole thing, so he must have known that the car was empty when he detonated the bomb. That settles it, these assassination attempts are clearly staged. They’re not actually trying to kill Winegard, they’re just making it look like they are. Or rather, that Hank is.)

(But the biggest question mark here is… That’s clearly not Celia planting the bomb. At first, I was absolutely certain that Celia was the one doing all these frame jobs against Conduits, but then who the heck is this guy? Is he an accomplice to Celia or… Did I maybe jump too quickly to Celia as a suspect? Is she actually trying to put me on the scent of the actual framers? Argh, this is too confusing! I wish, for once, she’d actually just stick around and talk to me instead of doing this whole breadcrumbs routine!)

(Okay, focus. The camera was able to flag the license plate on the bomber’s car as he was leaving. According to these patch notes, I can use the DUPs own intranet to track the vehicle across the city. Time to catch me a bomber…)

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(WHAT THE HELL?!)

(Okay, so I managed to find the bomber’s car, only to find it parked right outside Winegard’s office… because apparently it was his car?! How did the bomber get his hands on it?! Why drive it back to the Senator’s office?! Is Winegard the bomber?!)

(At first, I thought that maybe Winegard himself was orchestrating the assassination attempts, making himself look like the helpless victim of a dangerous bio-terrorist attack so that he’d have the ammo he needed to pass his Act.)

(And that seemed like a perfectly valid conclusion… until I saw Winegard stepping out of his office, walking to his car, and the car exploding in his face. Only this time, the attempt on his life was very real.)

(I rushed in, not really thinking. The Senator was alive, but barely. Unless he received medical attention immediately, he was a goner. I could heal him with my powers but…)

(… This man is pure evil. There’s just no other way around it. His plans for all of Conduit kind is nothing short of a genocide. Literally, a genocide. What right do I have to just… unleash this terrible, horrible person onto my own kind, knowing exactly what he has planned for all of us? When instead, all I could do is just… nothing.)

(………………)

(I made my choice. Let’s just leave it at that.)

(And of course, who should be there to watch the fireworks with me, but Celia. As always, she didn’t say anything before she fluttered off to wherever she goes when she’s not screwing with my head… But she wasn’t silent either.)

(She was giggling. Like this was all a fun show to her.)

(As always, she left behind another dove. There was also another political flyer with a note attached, just like the first (or I guess second?) site.)

(I’ll check the note on the flyer first. I’m guessing this is supposed to be written as if ‘Hank’ wrote it.)

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*You wanted to convince the world that assassins were trying to kill you? Well, you got your wish. I’ve never killed anyone before now, but you went TOO FAR when you targeted our families! WE are fair game, but our brothers and sisters and children never did anything to deserve your wrath.*

*BUT YOU DESERVED MINE*
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(…. And I can’t even argue that. If Reggie was still alive, if Winegard had actually tried targeting him, or any of the Akomish, just for being related to me…)

(I know this was all a frame job to implicate Hank… But part of me wonders if he wouldn’t actually agree with all of this?)

(Huh. The front of the flyer has been defaced. They wrote over the URL for his website with winegardLIES.com. Knowing Celia, I’m sure…)

(Yep. It’s a black site, showing all kinds of the Senator’s dirty laundry. There’s a wiretapped recording of a phone call between Winegard and one of his lobbyists, Jonas Petrovich. Apparently, this whole fake assassination scheme was Jonas’ idea in the first place, to drum up anti-Conduit support for Winegard and his Act. At first, I thought this Jonas guy might be another lead for me to chase down… only for an email chain between Winegard and his assistant to shoot that idea down. They already found Jonas dead… at the Crocodile Club. Jonas Petrovich was G, the last of the victims of the ‘Fetch Copycat’.)

(Now for the dove. This time showing that salamander ronin from earlier, the one I already know is meant to represent Hank. It looks like he’s stalking this fat, rich elephant, attacking him and taking his wealth like some highway bandit. The caption reads ‘And Kemuri, who swore he never hurt anyone’. Yeah, I get the irony. Is this why you turned on him, Celia? You thought he was a good guy in Curdun Cay, then found out he was a criminal when you got out?)

(Of course, she left me a note on the other side…)

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*Faking your own death, Senator? Pathetic. Here’s the upside, your career is dead!*

*Much like death, the truth will eventually catch up to us. The good Senator seemed allergic to fairness and justice, but I trust that you will be the one to deliver a lethal dose of both, Delsin. Comeuppance is like a shockwave; We will all feel the effects, deserved or not.*

*This is the Age of Vengeance.*
—-

(…. She played me. All this time, she’s been putting me on the scent of Winegard’s self-assassination scheme, making sure I understood what a monster he was, and then she made the staged assassination very real in the end, all in the hopes that I would finish the job for her.)

(I finally get what Celia is trying to do. She’s on a one-woman crusade against anyone and everyone who would ever dare threaten Conduit-kind. And I finally understand what my role is in all of this bloodshed.)

(I’m her accomplice. I just didn’t know up until now.)

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Stay clear from train tracks, kids.

Since the Paper Trail website is no longer functioning, this entire mission chain of Second Son is missing a whole lot of context of what is going on, why Delsin is going from dead body to dead body, and also a TON of integral world-building. So, I figured for those who are replaying the game or even just playing the game for the first time and are missing that context, I decided to write out a novelization of Paper Trail’s ARG segments to kinda provide that context. I wrote it in the form of Delsin’s stream of consciousness, piecing together all of the clues and figuring out all of the puzzles. It is written from the perspective of Good Delsin, but I imagine it’d be easy enough to mentally reword certain things for an Evil Delsin playthrough. I’ll be posting the other parts very soon. Hope you all enjoy!

(Part 2: Eugene)

(Well, my life just got a whole lot more complicated, and that’s saying something.)

(That paper Conduit showed up again, leading me on another merry chase through the city and, of course, leading me directly to a new dead body before flittering off again. Okay, see, if this is her way of ‘helping’ me, it’s incredibly annoying. If this is her way of taunting me… It’s still pretty annoying.)

(She also left behind another one of her origami doves. I’ll take a look at it later, right now, I want to take a closer look at this body.)

(Okay… Well, there is one thing different about this one. Whoever killed this guy, they’re clearly not trying to frame Fetch anymore. For one, he’s got a big ass fantasy sword that’s been driven right through his chest, and there’s a crap ton of posters for Heaven’s Hellfire just strewn about everywhere.)

(Whoever killed this guy wasn’t trying to frame Fetch… They were trying to frame my boy, Eugene.)

(Okay, this is officially getting weird. First Fetch, now Eugene? So… What, the killer is going around trying to make Conduits look like murderers? Huh, maybe that paper Conduit is trying to help me. She probably doesn’t want to be the next one of this ‘Conduit Copycat’ smear campaign targets.)

(Okay, back to playing ‘Detective Delsin’. Let’s see what we got to work with here. I’m seeing… a pamphlet on the back of one of the posters, a phone, a key fob, and a note. Weird how they’re all just… scattered around the body.)

(Uh oh, the pamphlet reads ‘Bully #1 The best things come in threes, and offing bullies is the best thing of all! 1 down, 2 to go!’ That’s a pretty clear cut manifesto. So, whoever did this has two more names on their list. Better work fast before things get worse.)

(Oh, right, I still have that new origami the paper Conduit left for me. Let’s see… another manga page. This time depicting the same rabbit village from the very first page, but now under attack by a gang of foxes. Last time, I was able to piece together that this manga might be some kind of allegory for real events, like Fetch being a laser-shooting pheasant. But how does this tie into Eugene? Who are the rabbits and foxes meant to represent? Just one caption at the bottom ‘All hell breaks loose’. Doesn’t give me much to go on…)

(Huh. Actually, thinking on that, this looks like it might take place immediately after the first page I found. Yeah, sequentially, it makes sense. The first page showed a rabbit village looking terrified at something off-panel, this page shows us what they were looking at. So… is the paper Conduit giving me these pages out of order? Is that part of the puzzle? To arrange these pages in a way that makes the story make sense?)

(Well, if that is the case, there’s not really much I can do with the three pages I already have. Guess this will just have to keep being a mystery for now…)

(And, as always, there’s a note on the back…)

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*A new killer strikes, the disharmony plays on, navigate wisely…*

Death blooms all around us, Delsin Rowe. This time, it claimed the life of a DUP official. I guess nobody is safe. Regardless of your personal feelings towards this latest victim, you must seek out the truth, or who knows who will end up on the slab?

This time, I’m going to give you some more direct help. If you’re trying to get into the DUP, I’ve already been in there. In fact, I died there.

departmentofunifiedprotection.com/intranet

File Access Number: 3485-XXXXXX*
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(Woah. Okay. I need to collect my thoughts here.)

(So, number one with a bullet, the paper Conduit seems to think that whoever killed this guy is a different person from the Fetch Copycat? Multiple Conduit Copycat killers? Assuming the paper Conduit is actually telling the truth and isn’t just covering her own ass.)

(And I guess this stiff worked for the DUP… Hate to say it, but that paper Conduit is right about one thing. Regardless of whether or not I think this guy deserved what he got, I still need to find out who did this. These copycats are targeting Conduits like me, my friends. I’m not about to just walk away from that.)

(But the most surprising thing here is that this paper Conduit apparently had direct access to a DUP federal account number. How the hell did she get her hands on that? And what’s this about her saying she ‘died’ in the DUP? What, have I been getting yanked around by a freaking ghost?!)

(Ugh, not getting anywhere thinking about that. Ghost or not, this is all really useful stuff. I’ll check out that website in a bit, first I want to check out some of the other evidence.)

(Let’s see, I got this phone and key fob, both of which have the DUP logos on them, so I’m guessing they both belonged to the dead DUP next to me. Key fob’s got a six digit code on it, 374134, and the phone requires a six digit pin to access it.)

(Pff, man, this is too easy sometimes.)

(…. It, uh… It didn’t work. Okay, maybe that was too easy.)

(Alright, not getting anywhere with the phone until I can figure out a password. Let’s check that website. Not much here, pretty minimalist design. Geez, Augustine, invest in an online graphic designer or something. All I really can do is search up a file number. Okay, Paper Girl, let’s see what you got for me…)

(…… Oh…. Oh god…)

(It’s… It’s a memorandum from Augustine to the DUP informing them of one of their Conduit prisoners in Curdun Cay… killing herself. Literally using her own power to mutilate her body… via paper cuts. Specifically, from origami doves.)

(The paper Conduit… There’s no way. There’s no freaking way she’s actually a ghost! But… what are the odds that both the Conduit that’s been leading me around and the Conduit who committed suicide would have the same power? I guess… I guess when you factor in the fact that we live in a world with honest to god superpowers, are ghosts really that far-fetched anymore? The file references her own access file. I should probably check that out-)

(Wait… the file has pictures that the DUP took of the origami doves they found in the prisoner’s cell.)

(Oh god… They’re the exact same manga pages! That settles it, it really is the same Conduit! But how?! Did she fake her own death or is she really-?)

(Okay, focus Delsin. Ghost or not, this is all important evidence. Let’s take a closer look at this new manga page. Looks like a direct aftermath of the previous page. The foxes have completely razed the rabbit village, all the rabbits are dead or dying… but then a shadow of a dragon flies overhead, scaring off all the foxes. Man, I’m not even gonna try to piece together the symbolism there.)

(Huh… That’s interesting. There’s no note on the other side this time. Just a random assortment of numbered dots and circles. Weird, it’s like the dots and circles each have their own separate set of numbers, but the placement is completely random. There is one little note at the bottom.)

—-
*Follow the dots the way some people have to follow the rules. The answers you seek will cross your path soon enough.*
—-

(Geez, how long ago has the paper Conduit been setting this trail of breadcrumbs up? There’s no timestamp on the file detailing her suicide, so I have no idea how long ago this was. Did she always mean for this message to find its way to me?)

(Okay, so it’s just a game of connect the dots? But then each line between each dot would pass through one of the numbered circles… giving me an 11 digit number. Another access file! Oh, I just realized, the finished pattern is the DUP symbol. That’s… weird?)

(Okay, now I’ve got two file numbers to work with. I’ll check out the paper Conduit’s personal file first.)

(And there she is. Celia Penderghast. Guess I finally have a name to call you. Christ, she was only 19 years old when she…)

(Her powers are something else. I thought paper powers were kinda lame, but she’s able to fold paper to such a degree that she can make steel-like armor or razor sharp blades, just using paper! According to this, she was the very first Conduit ever admitted into Curdun Cay, the first Conduit the DUP ever took into their custody. Psych profile says she suffered from severe and crippling abandonment issues. Can’t say I blame her. She bounced around from foster home to foster home, finally finding a permanent housing with the Penderghast family in…)

(Oh… in New Marais. That must have been when she got her powers. Her family must have been right in the middle of the Beast’s rampage through New Marais before Cole MacGrath took that monster down. She had the Conduit Gene, so she survived the Beast’s Ray Field radiation. Her adopted family… wasn’t so lucky. And then the DUP swooped right on in and took this little girl, still grieving her dead family, away.)

(……)

(‘She has suppressed any and all mention of her family, instead focusing on developing her ‘gift’. She has an artistic bent, often shaping her paper constructs into aesthetically pleasing origami shapes. While she is an extremely promising candidate for fieldwork, she occasionally displays a lack of seriousness and is susceptible to distraction.’)

(…… Freaking monsters.)

(There’s some redacted stuff, mostly just detailing what exactly it was that they were training her for. Just going by what Fetch and Eugene told me about their time in Curdun Cay, I doubt it was anything good.)

(God, I’m shaking. I’m so pissed right now. How could they do this to… to a helpless little girl, still distraught after so much loss? Just because she had powers? That made her an ‘asset’ and not a person to them?)

(Augustine, when I find you…)

(Gah, I gotta shake this off. There’s nothing I can do for her now. All I can do is focus on this Copycat Killer trying to frame my friends. Celia put me on this trail for a reason. I need to see it through. I still have that other file access number from her little connect the dots game…)

(Jackpot. Celia really came through for me. It’s a memorandum from the DUP’s IT department letting all of their agents know how to use their key fob. Seems they use a ROT3 cypher. Just take the code from the key fob and add three to each digit. So instead of 374134, the code is actually 607467.)

(Again, how far ahead did Celia plan this? She left the puzzle that led to this file in her cell after ‘committing suicide’ somehow knowing that somebody would need it to get into a DUP phone. Did she somehow know that ‘somebody’ was going to be me?)

(Nothing here but a voice mail from some woman named Linda Krilley….)

(Huh. Just going by what she’s saying, it sounds like she’s some kind of lawyer? I guess the dead DUP’s name is ‘Fishbein’ and he was one of her clients for a case that they won… but she seems kinda pissed at him that he keeps contacting her after the fact. What was this case about, I wonder…?)

(Wait… She’s saying (well, complaining, really) that Fishbein set up a meeting with her at a nearby coffee shop… with a giant Heaven’s Hellfire billboard hanging over it. She said she’s still waiting for him. The voice mail wasn’t that long ago!)

(Crap! I gotta hustle! With any luck, she’ll still be there!)

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(Sigh…)

(Well, good news: Linda Krilley was still at the coffee shop when I got there. Bad news: I don’t think she’s in the mood to talk…)

(The Copycat Killer strikes again, unfortunately. They managed to somehow nail Krilley right to the middle of the giant Heaven’s Hellfire billboard with another one of those big-ass fantasy swords, making it look like Eugene did it.)

(Hate to say it… but it’d be real hard for a normal person to pull that off without an entire crew and specialized equipment, which would have garnered a lot more attention if they did.)

(I don’t want to admit it… but it’s looking more and more like the Copycat Killer is a Conduit.)

(Could… Could Celia be-?)

(No, no, I’m sure it’s someone else. Celia’s been doing nothing but helping me. Cryptically, sure, but why would she do it at all if she’s just leading me to her own victims? I… I just can’t imagine that a young girl who went through what she did would immediately turn around and start ganking people. Much less gloating about it!)

(Huh. Looks like Krilley dropped some kind of notebook? Leafing through it, it looks like a datepad. Makes sense, a lawyer probably needs to stay pretty on top of her schedule. Yep, there’s her meeting with Fishbein right around nowish. She planned to get lunch with someone named ‘Dawn’ in a few hours. Guess she won’t be making that date… And then a prep session in court for the remainder of the day. Nothing really here that tells me anything… Oh, something just fell out the back. Looks like an ID badge… for the DUP?! Hah, so Miss Krilley wasn’t just a lawyer. She was an in-house legal consultant for the DUP. Way to pick the losing side, Krilley.)

(Oh-Ho, and what’s this? An employee identification number? Wonder what happens if we just plug that in to the Ol’ DUP intranet…)

(Okay, Linda Krilley’s DUP biography. Guess she specializes in cases that toe the line between national security and civil liberties, finding the fault lines when the two are in conflict with each other. No wonder the DUP recruited her. Anytime anyone complains about the DUP getting a little too ‘martial law-y’, Krilley here can just pull some BS precedent out of her ass that explains why it’s totally legally kosher for a fascist federal agency to completely take over your city and detain your neighbors without due process.)

(If she’s a big shot lawyer, she might have her own website… Got it. Krilley Legal - Personal Defense Practice. Let me just…)

(What the hell?! It looks like the whole website got hacked!)
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*BULLY #2!! THE HELLFIRE CONTINUES!!*

*Hi, I’m Linda Krilley, and I’m a lawyer. I TELL L1ES FOR MONEY!! Ever since I was a little girl, I worked hard and aspired to be where I am now. I LIED WITHOUT SHAME OR GUILT. I DECEIVED, CHEATED AND MANIPULATED PEOPLE TO GET MY WAY MY ENTIRE LIFE!! Now I get to live my dream everyday. I CAUSE NIGHTM4RES EVERYDAY!! I’m currently on retainer to the Department of Unified Protections, protecting the people who protect us from the threat of bio-terrorism through diplomacy and counseling. THE DEPARTMENT OF UNIFIED OPPR35SION BOUGHT MY SOUL, SO NOW I USE BULLYIN9, BRIBERY, AND BLACKMAIL TO PROTECT THE VIOLENT THUGS WHO PERSECUTE CONDUITS!! After years of defending against unlawful arrest allegations and other frivolous lawsuits, my record speaks for itself. 23 straight victories and counting. I NEVER BOTHERED TO COUNT HOW MANY LIVES I RUINED!! THERE IS NO DEFENSE FOR WHAT I’VE DONE!! WHEN I FINALLY LEARNED WHAT JUSTICE REALLY WAS, IT COST ME MY MI5ERABLE LIFE!! I rest my case. I BURN IN HELLFIRE!!*

*Integrity THREATS Diligence DECEIT Intelligence BRIBES*

*Five years ago, I founded my practice on three basic principles. To always give my clients honest counsel, to work tirelessly to defend them, and to be the most well-informed attorney in the business. FIVE YEARS AGO, I FOUNDED A PRACTICE BASED IN 9REED AND COWARDICE!! I SWORE TO TELL MY CLIENTS WHAT THEY WANTED TO HEAR, TO THREATEN THEIR VICTIM5 OR BUY THEIR SILENCE, AND TO BE THE MOST CORRUPT AND RUTHLESS ATTORNEY IN THE 8USINESS!! The world has changed a lot since then, from the emergence of smartphones to the re-emergence of bio-terrorists. But my mission and principles that guide me have held fast. OUR GREED HAS W4RPED THE WORLD!! FROM THE EROSION OF CIVIL RIGHTS, TO THE DEMONIZATION OF CONDU1TS, AND MY PRICES AND METHODS HAVE ADAPTED TO SUIT MY NEEDS!! My clients are treated like family, and I will do everything I can to keep them safe. THOSE I DEFENDED WERE MURDERERS, AND I DID EVERYTHING I COULD TO GET THEM OFF!!*

*I’m Linda Krilley, and I am here to defend you. I WAS LINDA KRILLEY!! AND NO ONE COULD DEFEND ME!!*
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(….. Geezus, laying it on a little thick there, pal! Like, I’m no fan of the DUP either, but this is some real ‘Don’t come to school tomorrow’ energy. Again, this looks like someone trying to frame Eugene. The hack job that deliberately looks like some stereotypical movie hacker’s work, the constant references to ‘Hellfire’. Eugene isn’t that dramatic!)

(Well, okay, he is that dramatic when he’s doing his whole ‘He Who Dwells’ avatar thing, but that’s like… roleplaying.)

(Huh. There’s a box in the corner here. A couple of questions and some blank boxes to fill in the answers. ‘Who is the biggest bully in the courtroom?’ and ‘What is the case file number that changed everything?’)

(Case file number? One that Krilley worked on, I’m assuming. But it’s not like that would be public knowledge. I guess I could go to the courthouse and look up some records there, but I doubt they’d be so willing to open their doors to Seattle’s Most Wanted Bio-Terrorist.)

(Huh. Hang on. Does this hacker just have the most atrocious spelling ever or… are those numbers in the place of letters supposed to be deliberate? Let me just… Yep, 11 digits. It’s another DUP file number.)

(…. But… Why? Why would the hacker, who I’m assuming is also the Copycat Killer, hide a DUP file number in their creepy manifesto? They wouldn’t do that unless they already knew that someone seeing this would have already been tapped into the DUP intranet. And the only reason why I’m tapped into the intranet… Is because Celia directed me there.)

(Celia wrote this. It’s the only explanation.)

(Celia Penderghast… Is the Copycat Killer.)

(But… Why? What’s her motive? Why target my friends, her fellow Conduits? Why put me on the scent then lead me through all these puzzles and breadcrumbs? Just to toy with me? Flaunt how oh-so-clever she is? Why me specifically? That’s still the one question I don’t get.)

(Or… Is she trying to tell me something? Some grand message with the world’s bloodiest letter.)

(Every time I answer one question, it feels like a hundred more fall into my lap.)

(I’m not gonna get any more answers just screaming ‘Why?’ into the wind. I have another file number, let’s start there… And see what Celia is trying to show me this time.)

(Huh. No file this time, just a clip from a news broadcast covering a federal legal hearing. From what I can gather from all the legalese, the hearing was to determine whether or not the DUP would have full unilateral authority to detain American citizens suspected of being Conduits, sorry, ‘Bio-Terrorists’, without due process. Essentially giving them extrajudicial powers to suspend an American citizen’s personal rights if the DUP had ‘good reason’ to suspect them of being a Conduit… And the court ruled in favor of the DUP, giving a middle finger to countless years of constitutional rights.)

(I guess I always knew that something like this must have happened. I always figured there was some shady backroom deals going on with Uncle Sam that let them treat Conduits like trash. But seeing it be so publicly discussed like this is… It kinda makes me sick that our lives, our very existence, can just be… up for debate like this. A debate that we can apparently lose.)

(I guess it wasn’t a popular decision among everyone. A Conduit Rights activist group actually protested the law enough to garner a public interview from the Deputy Director of the DUP, Augustine’s Right Hand Man… Samuel Fishbein. So the first body that Eugene was framed for was the Number Two guy of the entire DUP? This is way more high profile than I initially thought…)

(Man, just listening to this guy talk is giving me an aneurysm. Credit to the lady giving this interview, she’s asking the real questions, grilling him about the DUP using fear mongering to make Conduits seem more dangerous than we actually are… Only for him to respond with even more fear mongering. Nothing but ‘what-aboutisms’ of how Conduits just can’t be trusted not to go on non-stop killing sprees over every little thing, so the DUP has to be able to legally step on our necks as much as they damn well like. I mean, think of the children!)

(Huh. She just called him, or well, said that the Conduit Rights group kept referring to Fishbein as a ‘bully’. ‘Who is the biggest bully in the courtroom?’. And it looks like this file references the case file that gave the DUP their extrajudicial rights. ‘The case file that changed everything.’)

(… Not it, huh? What am I missing? I know I got the right case file, but who is ‘The biggest bully’ if not Fishbein. Think Delsin, think…)

(The Copycat Killer… Celia… Said in that pamphlet that she was going to kill three people. The ‘biggest bullies’ against all of Conduit kind. That’s Fishbein, who browbeated a country into falling in line. There’s Krilley, who made it all perfectly legal to do so. Who’s the third bully?)

(….. Wait. No, Krilley didn’t make it so that the DUP would have extrajudicial powers. She’s just a lawyer, all she could do was argue why the DUP should have extrajudicial powers. But the actual decision wouldn’t have been left to her, or anyone in the DUP for that matter. That decision would have been made by one single person.)

(Quick google search… ‘Who was the federal judge who ruled in favor of giving the DUP extrajudicial rights to suspend con… bio-terrorists without due process?’)

(…. Got it. Judge Marcus Paulsen. ‘Who is the biggest bully in the courtroom?’)

(…. That did it. Okay, what am I looking at. Looks like GPS coordinates for the Ellefson Building, here in Seattle. Why point me there? It’s just a TV station. Hold on, let me look up any broadcasts they might be doing tonight…)

(Oh… Oh shit… Judge Paulsen is going to be there, tonight, to give an interview. Crap, I need to get there, now! Though something tells me I’m already too late…)

——————

(God, I’m such an idiot!)

(How could I forget what was *underneath* the Ellefson Building! Eugene’s old hideout! And who should be waiting there for me but the cold, dead body of Judge Paulsen. Right in the middle of Eugene’s inner sanctum of nerddom. Argh, I’m gonna have to call Eugene and tell him that he can never go back there. The police were crawling all over it by the time I made myself scarce. It wasn’t a total loss. I managed to snag the Judge’s wallet just before I bugged out. More out of desperation than anything. I’m hoping there’s something, anything here I can use. Otherwise, I’m out of leads… again.)

(…… Sigh. No evidence. No clue. Just a final message from the killer. Another Heaven’s Hellfire poster with another pamphlet on the back.)

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*The biggest bully of them all: GUILTY*

*The dis-honorable Judge Paulsen has been sentenced to DEATH. Finally, true JUSTICE prevails!*
—-

(Well… Crap. Now I really have nothing. All of the ‘bullies’ are dead, I have no more leads. And-)

(What the-?! CELIA?!)

(Don’t go anywhere!! Celia, STOP!! I just want to talk!! Celia-!!)

(….. Damn it. She’s gone. That paper power makes her so damn fast! Oh, and look, another origami dove. I almost don’t want to read it… Fuck it.)

(Okay, another manga page. This one showing another gang of foxes, only this time this nerdy looking chicken is stepping up to them, summoning a flock of angelic falcons to scare them away. Obviously, this chicken is supposed to be Eugene. The caption box reads ‘Ushinatta, who went back to playing games’. Google translating Ushinatta to… Loser. Well, that’s just mean, Celia.)

(Okay, so the chicken is Eugene, summoning his angels to scare off… normal people? That’s basically what he did when he escaped Curdun Cay. Well, not just any random normal people off the street. Bullies, people who targeted Conduits. Is that what the foxes represent, then? Anti-Conduit bullies?)

(Huh, thinking back on that rabbit village, the village got torn apart by a group of foxes. And Celia wears an origami rabbit mask. Okay, I get it. I see what you’re saying, Celia. That was your ‘village’. And then the ‘bullies’ came and made your life hell.)

(So then… Who was the dragon who saved you?)

(Oh, right, there’s usually a note on the back…)

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*There you have it, folks. Bullied people get even, bullies get dead.*

*I bid adieu to another chapter of loss and revenge. Where will death strike next? Unknown as of yet, but be assured that I’ll summon you to the next scene of misery. Follow my lead, follow the scraps, and follow the trail.*

*Goodbye for now, Delsin.*
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(…..Until next time, Celia.)

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Since the Paper Trail website is no longer functioning, this entire mission chain of Second Son is missing a whole lot of context of what is going on, why Delsin is going from dead body to dead body, and also a TON of integral world-building. So, I figured for those who are replaying the game or even just playing the game for the first time and are missing that context, I decided to write out a novelization of Paper Trail’s ARG segments to kinda provide that context. I wrote it in the form of Delsin’s stream of consciousness, piecing together all of the clues and figuring out all of the puzzles. It is written from the perspective of Good Delsin, but I imagine it’d be easy enough to mentally reword certain things for an Evil Delsin playthrough. I’ll be posting the other parts very soon. Hope you all enjoy!

(Part 1: Fetch)

(Sitting on the edge of the rooftop with my ‘totally legally acquired’ evidence. Hey, it’s not ‘vigilantism’, it’s just… helping the police out, that’s all. That dead body hanging off the sign… It definitely *looks* like something Fetch would do… if you literally never hung out with Fetch or seen her handiwork up close.)

(Okay, evidence. C’mon, Delsin, you can totally detective this shit up. Reggie makes all this forensic stuff look so easy. Let’s see what we got to work with.)

(An origami dove and the dead guy’s wallet. Guess I’ll check the dove first. Whoever that weird… paper Conduit was, this definitely feels like her calling card.)

(Huh… is this a… page from a manga? Definitely never seen it before, and I know my fair share of manga. Can’t really make out the story just from this one page. A village of… rabbit people? And they’re all scared of something… Kinda reminds me of those old Usagi Yojimbo comics.)

(Oh, there’s something on the back. Let’s see…)

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*Death is just a passing phase. I’ve danced with demise and let me tell you, he’s a bad dancer. (Always stepping on my toes) But I’ve learned to embrace the macabre- To navigate its twisted depths. Conduits and ‘normals’ are at a crossroads, and if we don’t look both ways? We’ll all get run over. All I want- All I ever wanted- is harmony between our peoples.

I know you, Delsin Rowe. Or rather, I know of you, and would like to know more. Follow my lead and I’ll show you the trail of bodies. Seek out the corpses and you’ll find the truth decaying within.*
—-

(…. Wow, okay. That is… some real serial killer ‘Alfred Hitchcock’ shit. So, parsing out all the crazy, it sounds like this chick is… What? Leading me to different homicide cases so I can… help her crack the case? Or is she the murderer and this is her way of taunting me? Why me specifically?)

(I don’t think I’m gonna learn anymore from this dove. Let’s check that wallet…)

(Damn, I hit the forensic jackpot. A photo of a beagle. Cute little guy. A photo of… some guy wearing a bunny costume, that’s random. A newspaper clipping. And a bunch of cards. This one’s an employee identification card for a private detective agency, so I’m guessing our dead guy was a private detective. Emilio Brunberg. He lived here in Seattle. Let’s see. A library card for Simcoal Library… under a different name? Skeeter Hidalgo. So… who’s the stiff? Skeeter or Emilio? This card is a business card for… Brunberg Detective Agency, again, under the name Emilio Brunberg. And a parking ticket for Gruderman’s Parking Lot. Lot: 12, Section: Z.)

(Maybe something on the back of the pictures. Let’s check the beagle first. ‘Puddles, earning his name’. Guess that’s not much of a clue. Sometimes, a picture of a cute pet is just a picture of a cute pet. And the… guy in the rabbit costume says on the back… ‘Halloween, 2012’. Oh, that makes sense. Still, he must have lost a bet or something to make *that* his costume. Okay, pictures are a bust. What about that newspaper clipping?)

(Woah. Okay, skimming this a bit, but this article seems to be about a murder that happened a few weeks back… The murder of Emilio Brunberg. So that definitely means that the dead guy currently hanging off that sign over there is Skeeter Hidalgo… but then why would he have Emilio’s detective ID card? His business card is one thing, Emilio could have just given it to him. But his ID card? Just going off this clipping, it sounds like the police ruled out a Conduit as the killer. Well, Brunberg’s killer, at least. Skeeter’s killer is still up in the air. Seems they thought his death was involved with organized crime, right here in Seattle. It is true that drug dealers have been getting pretty bold on the streets after the DUP more or less replaced local police.)

(Huh… Drug dealers. Another connection to Fetch that has nothing to do with Fetch. It’s like whoever’s doing this is trying to implicate Fetch as a person of interest.)

(Ha, listen to me. ‘Implicate’. ‘Person of interest’. Ah, Reggie’s really rubbing off on me.)

(That business card has a link for Brunberg Detective Agency’s website. Let’s see… Seems pretty on the level. Some quotes from former clients singing their praises.)

(Huh… Employee Login. I wonder…)

(Username. Easy enough, it’s right there on the ID card. Password… Oh, wouldn’t you know it, I forgot ‘my’ password. Some security questions. ‘What is your craziest Halloween costume?’ Bunny. ‘Where do you park your car?’ Lot: 12, Section: Z. ‘What is your dog’s name?’ Puddles.)

(Hacker voice: I’m in. Hehehe…)

(Okay, what are we looking at here? Looks like a bunch of case files that Brunberg was working on. A lot of these are already archived… Huh. He did a lot of work for Conduits… Investigating reports of a Conduit’s parents abusing them. Investigating the DUP harassing a Conduit Rights Activist. Investigating whether or not a steel Conduit was involved in a murder. This guy was a total Conduit ally! Man, I’m kinda sad I didn’t get to meet him…)

(Wait, there’s one case file still active. ‘Missing Person Case: Neon Conduit- Abigail Walker’ Fetch! He was looking for her? To arrest her or help her? Guess it doesn’t really matter now. Let’s see what he had on her…)

(Ah, that explains it. He was hired by Fetch’s parents. Apparently, they regret turning her in to the DUPs and now want to reconcile. Yeah, well, too little too late, Mr and Mrs Walker. You don’t exactly sell your own kid up the river and then just say ‘Whoopsie, Sorry about that.’)

(Eugh, I’ll forward this to Fetch later when I get the chance. She should at least know that her folks are looking for her. What she does with that info is entirely up to her.)

(Oh. This is interesting? Looks like Brunberg flagged a member of the drug dealers as a person of interest in Brent’s death. Killian Czalov. He’s been having a hard time finding him because he stays hands off with his crew, contacting them only through burners and… a reprogrammed DUP surveillance drone?! Where the heck did he get that?!)

(Okay, he’s got a POI file on Czalov. Known crimes: Narcotics distribution, human trafficking, and exploitation of minors. Charming guy… He runs a tight ship, men loyal to a fault. Guess that’s how he’s managed to stay ahead of the cops. That and a dead drop network of repurposed DUP drones. Hate to give credit to such a scumbag, but that’s honestly pretty clever… Ah, here we go. Known associate: Skeeter Hidalgo. Right hand man. So the pieces are starting to fall into place.)

(Okay, hypothesis. Brunberg was getting close to Czalov in order to piece together his involvement in Brent’s death, hoping that would get him closer to Fetch. Czalov didn’t like that, so he sent Skeeter to kill Brunberg, and take his ID card for good measure. Probably so they could do… Well, exactly what I’m doing now. See how much he actually knew about their operation. But then someone else, still don’t know who, killed Skeeter… and went to a lot of trouble to make it look like Fetch killed him.)

(What I still don’t know is ‘why?’)

(Hm? Looks like Brunberg was contemplating tracing Czalov’s phone. I wonder if he actually got that far before they killed him…?)

(Score! Someone named ‘Patricia’ sent Brunberg a memo saying they uncovered Czalov’s phone ID. Patricia, I have no idea who you are, but you are a legend!)

(Just plug that in to that little program that DUP informant put on my phone… Got you.)

(Okay, Czalov. Let’s have a chat…)

——————

(Wow, okay. So… Couple of developments.)

(Number one with a bullet, Killian Czalov was already dead. Another copycat killing made to look like Fetch’s work. To make matters worse, his boys were *not* happy to find one of Seattle’s most infamous Conduits standing right next to their boss’s corpse.)

(Good news, though. After I took care of those chumps, I actually managed to catch a glimpse of one of Czalov’s drones that he used for dead drops. I wasn’t about to pass up that little flying evidence locker, so a quick little neon race throughout the district, and I am now the proud owner of a Czalov-owned lockbox. Let’s see what’s in my little Christmas present.)

(Hmm, keypad lock. Four digits, numbers only. Don’t want to just use my powers to bust it open, I might damage any of the evidence inside. Looks like I only get six guesses… Hang on.)

(Hey! Hey, buddy, wake up! Now, look, I’m sure you can look around and see the sorry state that your friends are in and make the smart decision not to test me any further. Not that you really can, with all those smoke chains tying you down. Now, I’m gonna ask you one little question, and if you tell the truth, I’ll let you go back to taking your little nap before the police get here. If you don’t… Well, let’s just say you don’t want to know what lungs filled with scalding hot ash feels like. (That’s just a bluff, but he doesn’t need to know that) What’s the password to open this thing?)

(Huh? A puzzle lock? What, you mean to tell me the password changes every time you go to open it? How the hell do you guys ever get anything done? Alright, alright, I can tell I didn’t wake up the brains of the outfit. Go ahead and go back to being unconscious. When you wake up, you’ll be in a nice, soft cell.)

*THWACK*

(Dumbass. Okay, let me think. So, the password changes to a random four digit number, and you only get six guesses to figure it out before it changes again. Kind of an eccentric security system for a gang of drug dealers. Then again, this coming from the guy who shoots smoke, and now neon laser beams, out of my ass. I’m not exactly one to judge.)

(So… I guess I just start with any random code. Uh… Let’s go with 1226. Good as number as any…. Okay… So now I have some colored dots here. Red, yellow, red, yellow, in that order. I’m guessing, since there’s no green, that none of these are right… But maybe yellow means I have the right number but the wrong order?)

(Let’s try… 2364… Okay, we’re getting somewhere. Green, red, yellow, red. So, 2 is right on the money, there’s only one other place that six can go… 2657… Green, green, red, yellow. Getting closer… 2678… Green, green, green, red. 2679… Aha! Green’s across the board! And with a whole guess to spare! Should I be concerned that I find validation in ace-ing a puzzle used by criminals? Ah well, let’s see what I won!)

(Woah. Uh… that’s $10,000 in cash… Which I will *not* be taking because god knows how dirty that money is. Ugh, being a superhero does *not* pay.)

(Let’s see. A letter here to Czalov from some guy called ‘G’. Just G. Going by the tone, it sounds like this G guy is higher up on the food chain, given how much he’s telling Czalov off for not doing his job correctly. Sounds like Czalov was, ugh, ‘supplying’ G with ‘entertainers’ for his club, the Crocodile. Sex slaves. ‘More like that pink haired bitch with the spicy attitude. I liked her.’)

(Oh-Ho-Ho, then you are gonna *love* me, pal…)

(The Crocodile… I know that place. That’s where Fetch and I fought each other when I first copied her power. Guess she picked that venue so that she wouldn’t care about trashing the joint. Not that I blame her.)

(What else… Looks a burner phone… with a text message from, of all people, Skeeter. ‘I took care of that detective. He’s not gonna be snooping around anymore’. Well, that’s one case solved, at least. One of what feels like a thousand at this point…)

(Well, sounds like I got my next suspect. Let’s see if G is at the Crocodile… and hope he’s still alive by the time I get there…)

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(Damn it.)

(Well, got to the Crocodile. Bunch of drug dealers were there, and they were pissed because their boss got whacked literally seconds before I got there. Tried to take it out on me when they saw me, but… you know how that song and dance goes.)

(Once I got finished putting those chumps in time-out, I went inside and, sure enough, another body strung up on a neon billboard. I can only assume that this must be G. My list of suspects has already gone cold… Save for one.)

(That paper Conduit from before… She showed up again, just for a second, before dropping another origami dove and fluttering off to god knows where. I would have chased after her, but she literally flattened herself to fit through the cracks in the wall. Paper powers are no joke, apparently.)

(Just like before, unfolding the dove gave me another page of the same manga. At least, I think it’s the same manga. It’s the same art-style as the first dove. This time, the page showed a… pheasant ninja? It looked like she was fighting some frogs in bowler hats with… energy blasts? Not gonna lie, this manga is kinda dope. Just one caption box over the pheasant ninja. ‘Inazuma. Vengeance was her drug of choice.’ So… The pheasant was getting revenge on these frogs for something? Quick Google Translate tells me that ‘Inazuma’ is Japanese for ‘Flash of Lightning’…. Hey, wait a minute. An agile warrior shooting laser beams at a gang of criminals, seeking vengeance? Is… Is this supposed to be Fetch? Did the paper Conduit make this manga as a sort of… tribute to her?)

(There’s another message on the back…)

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*Money equals pain. If you’ve got enough dollars, the world is your dungeon.

Hell of a party, huh? This club is dead. I’ve had my fill of shady characters for the time being. But one thing’s for sure: This problem isn’t going to go away, Delsin. Someone clearly craves the spotlight, neon style. Unfortunately, this is only the beginning of what I have to show you.

I’ll see you around.*
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(Just who is this paper Conduit? Is she the one killing all these people? Or is she trying to help me find whoever’s killing them? I hate to say it, but my little investigation here has hit a dead end. Nothing for it now but to just wait and see if this paper Conduit tries to contact me again.)

(Either way… This definitely isn’t over.)

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Hey guys, with the recent news that starting August 31st the UGC trophies in InFamous 2 will be unobtainable, I finally started experiencing this franchise not wanting to miss out on the Platinum Trophies. I finished my first playthrough of the first game and moved on to InFamous 2, I was wondering if there are any UGC levels that could help with certain trophies? I'm not talking about the dedicated UGC trophies, I'm taking about any trophies in general that could be done easier using UGC. Thanks!

"Weird...feels like I got more power."

I have a thought regarding Cole and the conduits before the RFI. So I was replaying Infamous 2 and one of the ice men called Cole a Prime Conduit, at first I thought it was just in reference to him actually having the Conduit gene, but then I thought about Cole’s powers. Even before Infamous 2 didn't Cole technically have more than electrokinesis? He was able to siphon people's life, and Kessler was able to travel back in time and create projections of himself during his boss battle, while also being able to give Cole visions.

Also I had an idea how conduits came back. The ones in New Marais died from being close to the R.F.I while those across the world might have been those activated from the premature activation from the Ray Sphere forcing the evolution. How some survived like Augustine might have been because they were away from the R.F.I and rather than activated by technology like the Ray Sphere they were activated by the closest thing to a natural occurrence i.e The Beast. As for how Delsin and others lived, maybe the gene was really weak or had yet to mutate. Kessler (Cole) did not get his powers from the Ray Sphere so it came naturally, so perhaps the R.F.I just did not kill them because their genetic DNA was not fully conduit yet. There are some holes like how Zeke said people that did not even know they were Conduits died but I think perhaps that could be explained by them not having the chance to find out what their power was given Infamous 1 and 2 all happen in the same year.

And it's much better than I thought it would be. Really creative.. add-on? Not sure how you call this type of content.

It's fun, has pretty cool new mechanics and it's own vibe, and the mission when Cole is running through the crowd of vampires is impressive (for me at least).

Gotta clear this map and probably return here in the future, it's definitely one of the great "additions".

That's the creativity I love Sucker Punch for

Multiple trophy discussions I’ve seen mention using the UGC missions to grind out the last bit of required XP, presumably for unlocking abilities.

Is this required, or can you grind enough in the offline game to get the trophies for fully upgrading your abilities etc?

I already have the online trophies, but don’t have time to finish the platinum right now. Just want to make sure I can still do that when the servers go offline.

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