1912 Coast of Maine

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"Bookers Perspective" The rain poured down on us like a faucet, the waves in the sea were getting bigger and here I was, on a little row boat listening to these two bicker at each other. Their names are Robert and Rosalind Lutece, I honestly don't know them, I just know they can clear my dept. Rosalind handed me a box, said "Property of Booker Dewitt, 7th Calvary wounded knee" Just thinking about that makes me shiver all those people... Then I opened the box found my trusty pistol, a code of some kind with a sword, scroll, and a key. I thought to myself "What the hell am I getting myself into?" Then I found a picture of the girl, I'm supposed to bring her to New York unharmed. Her names Elizabeth, couldn't be more than 20, there was also a key. "We've arrived" Rosalind said, so then I climbed up a ladder on the dock. "Is there someone meeting me here or something?" I yelled out to them as they were rowing away, "I do hope so, it seems like a dreadful place to be stranded" Rosalind called back, "Alright, I guess I should go inside.." I thought to myself.

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