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I search the physical cache attached to the terminal. Whoever recorded this message also left a piece of technology...
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They had captured my friend. I saw them from a distance, the family of glass in all their majesty, cradling the fallen Sentinel, its light flickering in their awful embrace.
I let out an involuntary cry as they cut into its exoskeleton, and each vacant stare, each grin of malice turned to me.
I fled, but it was no use. They numbered in the hundreds. They found me.
I search the physical cache attached to the terminal. Whoever recorded this message also left a piece of technology...
Some requirements or outcomes are not yet mapped.
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