Tristan - message 02
*sent on an open channel, sender id incomplete, probably damaged* I'm beginning to believe that I'm not in a sim, that all the scanny chizz is what happens to be hard reality here.
How the hell did I manage to get into this mess?
They have one of those huge battle armours walking around here. The bloody thing nearly stepped on me when my food was delivered.
And you know what the worst thing is?
It's not the silver thing I'm afraid of.
If anyone can read this, please help me out of here. *end message*