To Humanity

To Humanity

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I fear that this will be lost to time. However, if it remains preserved long enough for a healthy human being to come across it, I hope that it is of use. Whomever finds this, please utilize my words for research of the future. -G.G. (This journal, written by an anonymous source during The Interval of Our Great Error was donated to the history department of The University of Greenwich, fallen in 2XXX and rebuilt after The Interval, 15 years later.)
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