... it played out over a few memories between me and A--since we've been here longest.

There was a heist and I got caught. I think we had a plan to get me out of the situation, but it depended on me talking to someone and getting her on our side.

I was able to, but... maybe too late.

A remembered... walking in. And shooting the guard. And then me.

[so like. pretty sure dead, actually?]

He's been the only one to remember so far.