[GAME SCRIPT][MGS4] Crying Wolf

看板Kojima (小島秀夫)作者jyuny1 (凱文藍)時間16年前 (2008/06/22 13:41)推噓0(0推 0噓 0→)

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You don't need me to tell you there's whole nation africa tearing themselves apart in the name of ethnic cleansing. Well, she was born into that environment. When she was a little girl, her village was attacked by rival armed factions. Her parents and siblings was slaughtered, and she was left a refugee. She took her last surviving relative, her baby brother, and ran as far as she could away from the war zone. One day, they came across an enemy unit, so she took her brother and hid in an abandoned shack. And then, her brother started to crying... She knew that if the soldiers heard the noise, they would find them and kill them both. So she wrapped her hand as tight as she could around his mouth. As the foot step gradually went away, she came back to her senses. His brother wasn't crying anymore. Horrified, she pulled her hand away, covered in sweat and spit. He wasn't breathing. They say wolves eat their own pups when they die. She was spotted wandering through the thick of battle carring her dead brother in her arms. She had vision, too---a wolf walking alongside her. Every night, the wolf would howl and cry, just like her brother did that day. Eventually, she made it to a government-run refugee camp. But by then, her brother's body had rotted away. The camp was crowded with refugees like herself, and little children like her brother. Day and night she was tormented by the cries of babies. The wolf that followed her heard her sorrowful screams and answered. He made his way around the camp. And one by one... He silenced the children. She tried to stop it, but she was powerless to stop the wolf. A few days passed,and on the eve of the enemy's raid, there wasn't a child left. The adults who survived were torn up pretty bad. Of course, there never was any wolf in that camp. She was the one who killed those babies. But she couldn't bring herself to admit it. She couldn't bear the thought of herself going from one baby to the next, hollowing like a wolf, snuffing out their little lives. And she never did, even as Crying Wolf, a lonely beast forever stalking the battlefield. -- If we knew what we were doing, it wouldn't be called research, would it? --Albert Einstein -- ※ 發信站: 批踢踢實業坊(ptt.cc) ◆ From: 123.194.162.223 ※ 編輯: jyuny1 來自: 123.194.162.223 (06/22 13:41)