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–SAL MITCHELL

Apparently my deft hand with the machinery and my witty, sophisticated sense of hu’s ability to bench-press a cas in theduty is on the table, and guess who’s getting tapped again? That’s right, your ever-loving local robotics engineer I get to escort Freak Of Nature 3 and Biological Son as they--get this--break into the ferry building, steal a boat, and go for a raid of a ed to stay operational as the rest of the state infrastructure crumbles around it Can you say "boss level"?

Honestly, Laney, I don’t knohy all these fig that this is somehow the real world It’s the most unrealistic drea predestined final battle, I’ to wake up soon Love you lots, and see you in thehusband,

Fishy

–FROM THE DIARY OF MATTHEW "FISHY" DOCKREY, NOVEMBER 2027

The cultures are progressing at an adive the little bitch thisafter her betrayal of us and all that we stand for here: she provided genetic th and malleability As I had hoped, she is perfect for our purposes, and best of all, she does not need to be present for her service to the cause to not only grow, but flourish

It really is a pity Maybe after the world has been properly reshaped into the ie of its new doain Or even better--maybe I’ll be able to find a version of her that hasn’t been corrupted with such foolish ideas, and such a dreadfully virulent strain of humanity

–FROM THE NOTES OF SHERMAN LEWIS (SUBJECT VIII, ITERATION III), NOVEMBER 2027

Chapter 16

NOVEMBER 2027

We couldn’t bring ht, and ere already going to be contending with a burden er than either of us would have voluntarily carried: Dr Banks, as al as soon as ere away froBeverly’s leash so tightly that I could feel the leather biting intoand snout canted upward as she gazed adoringly intoon an adventure That was all she knew, and all that she cared about