July 13th, 2066

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A plane landed near the base, today. It was loaded with soldiers and some sort of... important cargo. No idea what it was, since it was in a large crate, but heavily armed guards escorted it from the plane to a large bunker that no one can access but the colonel and those he personally approves.

I'll admit, my curiosity is piqued, but I don't want to let it get the better of me. I must remain focused on my primary goal: Sara. Nothing apart from her matters. Not Elise. Not Trent. Not Crutch. Not that... strange crate... that crate that was mysteriously brought into a bunker and locked away.

Okay. I'm really curious.

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