[COMM-ID]: Kingston, Commander Alexander S.
[RECEIVER-ID]: Whoever cares enough
[SUBJECT]: Smoke a hit, bro. Relax.
[PRIORITY]: Omega - Very High
[ENCRYPTION]: Omega - Very High
Tidings.
I know how you're feeling, Jason. I too felt like the world was just slipping past, turning in a direction I didn't like.
Then I met someone. Not my wife. God no. I met him. The beautiful squishy from the stars. If you like, I can introduce you. You seem like you need it.
Use the large button on your console. The yellow one. It should boost you past your inane sourness and extend to you a sense of 'satisfaction'. I believe in you, Jason. I know you're strong. But just know, that however strong you become, I'll still be better in every way.
Regards,
Commander Alexander Kingston, Liberty Navy Primary.
Uh oh.They are on me.You hear?THEY ARE ON ME! THEY ARE EVERYWHERE!Everywhere... there, YES!There. Oh, and over there too! I can see them...I can hear them, I can... THERE!THEY ARE FOLLOWING ME, watching me, OBSERVING! THEY ARE ONTO ME!Ontome, ontome, ontome....