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INTRODUCTION
A sound wakes you up, muffled yet somehow near - the sound of a trumpet being played, from somewhere outside the building you're in. There's no fog, no headache as you greet a new day - only the confusion of being in an unfamiliar cabin, lying on top of an unfamiliar bunk bed in somewhere that is certainly not where you last closed your eyes. You're also pretty sure you weren't wearing this outfit before you somehow arrived here - so that's an uncomfortable thought. Yet, the cabin you're in is comfortable, but looking in the steamer trunks near the bunks will only result in finding normal toiletry items and sets of underwear and more of the same strange uniform. Your personal items have been stripped away - well, in the cases they're not absolutely essential for you to live.
Stepping outside, you find yourself in a very forested (and ungodly humid) area, outlooking a wide lake - there's cabins and other buildings next to yours, but the main thing that'll most likely attract attention are the three adults standing out in front of the largest building, bearing the name 'LODGE' on it in large letters. A woman, an older man, and a man in full priest garb, tooting away on a trumpet - your wakeup call, apparently. Just in front of them is a picnic table littered with markers and 'MY NAME IS' nametags.
Maybe you should go and demand some answers? Or will you just decide to explore...and try to find a way out of this weird camp?
Slight DRV3 spoilers
It reminds him a lot of Angie... Poor Angie. He was in her student council (cult?) at one point... But...
At least he's calmed down a bit from thinking about that. But he still has a question.]
Excuse Gonta. This camp safe?
[He may have remembered that the last place he found himself in wasn't so kind.]
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Safe? Of course! There's nothing wrong here - Camp Petoskey is perfectly safe for all of you. No worries, Gonta.
[He reaches up to place a hand on Gonta's shoulder.]
You'll be just fine here, son. Not like where you were before.
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[Gonta stares dumbly as the pastor reaches out to pat Gonta's shoulder. He's still being reminded of Angie, but if this is one of the people who brought him here and he knows what happened... Maybe this guy saw Gonta's name on one of the Monopads? Those tablets had everyone's profile on them... Live or dead.
Speaking of...]
Wait, how you find Ultimate Academy? Why you save just Gonta?
[Why not rescue the rest of his surviving classmates from the horrible place that was supposedly inaccessible to the outside world?]
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[His smile actually fades, and he shakes his head.]
Your other friends are fine, Gonta. They're somewhere safe, but for now - you seemed like you'd like a place like this, full of nature. Just take comfort in that you're safe and among friends, due to the Lord's grace.
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[He couldn't believe what he heard. Nevermind what this guy said about this Lord person, but hearing his friends were safe...]
[2/2]
Th-thank you! Thank you so much!
[Yes, it's obvious Gonta is starting to tear up. To know that his classmates were finally free from Monokuma... To be able to go back to nature and be around live, wild bugs...
This is more than he could ever ask for.]
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Regardless, he smiles and pats Gonta's back, smiling.]
No need to thank me, Gonta. I'm just doing the Lord's work.
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He pulls away from the hug and just beams happily at the Pastor. He seems to trust the guy. For now.]
That okay too! Gonta go say hi to camp mates now.
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The Pastor is going to pat his shoulder in an encouraging manner.]
That's the spirit, Gonta. Go have fun.