Journal Of A Test Subject
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Hacker and spy, Sailor Lock get captured by the rebellion. The guards tell her she will be apart of experiment 98 and give her a journal to write in. The guard also tell her and other subjects to write down what happens because the testing will cause them to lose their memory.
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