Date: 1/24/2025
Time: 12:09 AM
Mood: Thankful
I got in trouble. As I should have. I was on surface, smoking on the wooden bridge outside town. Well I wasn't smoking at first, I was looking at the town, sitting on the window sill. Then an insurgent showed up, some guy named Adrian. I only know his name because a E-11 Private came by and asked him. That's besides the point. We talked about stuff. I started smoking, and he told me I should quit. I explained how it wasn't that easy, and how I don't care what it does to me anymore. The conversation continued, and eventually it got to being afraid. I admitted
I was afraid of many things. CI, Foundation, Internal Affairs, anomalies. Everybody is afraid. I shouldn't have said that to him. That was dumb and careless of me. I don't know why I thought that was a good idea. I didn't think, that's the problem. I shouldn't be speaking to CI in the first place, because they're fighting for the wrong cause. A terrible terrible cause. We are the good guys, I fully understand that now. Prometheus made sure I understood. He gave me the greatest gift anyone has ever given me, and I betrayed his trust. I will never betray his trust again. I will do my best for the men and women below me in Epsilon-11, I will do my best for Site-66, my best for Twin Pines, my absolute best for the Foundation and for Humanity as a whole. Prometheus threatened to kill me tonight. I thought I was going to die tonight. But he spared me. He spared me when he didn't have to, when it would have been convenient to kill me. I am more thankful than he will ever know. Goodnight.