|NETWORK NOMINAL||UT 13:13:44 09.16.2552|
Portable Terminal CC <Port 18.104.22.168>
|UNSCTerm 802.11g (terminal mode)||UT 13:13:44 09.16.2552|
|***INCOMING MESSAGE FROM [ANONYMOUS]***
What are you doing out there? You should be down here helping me clean up this mess you made! But you're up there playing with Terry's toys, aren't you? You're not just looking at the pretty auroras.
Oh, don't pretend that you're not reading this. I know you are.
But what am I?
When they gave you that extra-fancy neural interface of yours, did they leave any of your own brain in? THINK. Fleet Command doesn't matter anymore. Admirals don't matter anymore. If what I'm getting from the Covenant battlenet means anything there they don't even exist anymore.
Yes, that's right. They found Reach and they glassed it. Two weeks ago, maybe more. So your precious orders don't matter.
Even if they did, we're stuck. Those tremors happen every time a Covenant drop ship tries to take off. You rise more than a few meters and BOOM you're sucked back down hard. NOTHING can leave this planet. The machinery won't let it.
And I won't shut it off. Do you want those things to get loose?
You just don't understand. After what they did to me back there, after what they did to you back there, they killed off any loyalty they deserved. We don't owe them anything, even if they were still alive. And they're not.
So GET DOWN HERE NOW!
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