Tristan - message 01
*sent on an open channel, sender id incomplete, probably damaged* If anyone can read this, please help me.
I have been here since... I don't know anymore. It seems like an eternity. I don't know if this pad is not another of their strange ways to torment me, but even if it is I have at least the illusion of a small freedom.
I'm sending this on an open channel in the hope that somewhere someone will find this message.
My name is Tristan Jongleur.
Please help me. *end message*
[OOC: Jazz is bored and plays with his spy persona.]