"Opening Scene"

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         A young looking man in all white clothing stood at a cliffs edge taking in the bone dry air of the arid looking landscape around him. The sounds of jeeps pulling away was unsettling to him at first, but he got less tense as the noise faded into the cold desert night. He looked down at the reinforced boxes of gear and rations that had been left with him and gave a short sigh as he picked one up and opened it, inside were a few ropes meant for climbing and other gear that would aid him on his journey down the cliff. The man took out some of the climbing gear and rope, putting on his specially made boots and grip enhancing gloves. He took out a metal stake and hammered it into the the sturdy rock of the cliff side and fastened more than enough rope to it, knowing this "mission" would probably end in failure he decided to open up one of the packages labeled "Luxury Consumables" and he pulled out a bottle of whisky taking a few swigs, then put it back and fastened the briefcases of food and other supplies to his utility belt and packed the small crates onto a backpack looking device that he had on. The man had packed up every last one of the packages and was ready to descend, though he was a bit hesitant to the idea of it at first but he eventually swallowed his fears and went through with it. Upon reaching the land that lie beneath the cliff the man detached himself from the rope and started looking around the base of the cliff, eventually he found  a small man made looking wedge on the cliff's base, He took most of the same steps that he used earlier to get down the cliff, like hammering stakes into the sturdy rock beds that lie under the layers of sand like dust and hitching his rope to them. Once finished setting up he descended down the small crevice. He reached the bottom and came upon 2 large metal doors with labels on them that read "eTe" and "Seele", he took out a small ID card, sliding it into the scanner of the door labeled "eTe", he entered once the rusty old door creaked open.  The man had only heard stories about the atrocities that were being held down there, but as it goes for most things horrible it was even worse in person...

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