Caught in a Lie

[Jazz]

COM LOG//NEURAL NET ENTRY 3
Portable Edition/ Load name Ian

PASSWORD:***********

PASSWORD Correct

3 days have passed since I lasted responded. It was quiet, one of the scientists in the cafeteria asked where the old man was. I didn't know. But we found him dead in the engine room. It appeared to be a malfunction. An automated gun had misfired and mistook him for an intruder, blowing his head off in a shower of blood, seeping into the linoleum. This panicked me and the other scientists. One of the others ran back into his room. I never saw him alive again.

That left just me here.
I...must admit....I panicked really badly and ran into the R&D department. I grabbed the syringe gun and pulled out some of my more dangerous chemicals.

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Some say that he is allergic to a fungus found only between the toes of Corsairs,
and that he is oblivious to 98% of Liberty Law. All we know is...
He's called the Busdriver!