83: The Aftermath of the Collapse
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Last published Sun, Jul 28, 2024
Welcome. This project consists of the documented transcripts of the undercover campaign of the Silverwood Engineering and Electrical SEE, in the perspective of former lab technician, Dr. M.S. Rokubi.
Let's just say that Dr. Rokubi has a lot of pent-up resentment towards an old business partner while working undercover in Silverwood, CA. Her personal and working relationships have been silenced and cut off, due to her "lack of participation," upon discovering what made a strange device, known as the Black Box Recorder, tick.
Dr. C.R. Silverwood would rise again, and come face to face with Dr. Rokubi and an ex-marine and an eager forensic scientist, Dr. B.L. Rivera, with the intention to revitalize what destroyed this small town in Southern California.
But with what discoveries may come into fruition, it may change the eyes and views of the public or destroy all that they worked for.
Who knows? Maybe, even find the ones who went missing, hours after the collapse?
Join these two on a little goose chase that will either lead in death or something more.
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