Every text the game can send from this contact.
| Message | You can reply |
|---|
| We fell back to the warehouse at the rear. The Sorting Yard is gone.
Two months of stock, scattered across the street in one night. Gathering it back will take days. | |
| We're gathering back the stock that got scattered outside, and we barely lost any of it. If you hadn't drawn them off, it would all have been trampled. | |
| Are you still there? The Sorting Yard is open on every side and we've pulled back as far in as we can go. There's nowhere left behind us. If there's anything you can do over there, please help us. | |
| You there? The Sorting Yard has gaps on every side, we've fallen back all the way to the far end, and there's a wall at our backs. God, this is bad. If you can do anything over there, save us. | |
| The Sorting Yard is full of gaps and we can't hold it. All we can do is keep pulling back, and now we've hit the end. If there's anything you can still do, please give us a hand. | |