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Dear dairy

Deer diary

DAER DIARY

DEAR DAIRY

FUCK

DEAR DIARY

Dear

WAIT FUCK

Fuck this, I'm using the stupid tape recorder.

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Dear... Listener?

Sure, whatever.

Codename: Fake Violet,

Date of recording: October 1st,

Begin.

Ahem...

It's been, what, 10 years?

Ten years in the joint...

...

Fuck, I need a light. Can't think straight again.

Should be one on the glovebox...

Phew, I—

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God damn it.

...sighs

Ten goddamn years since...

Can't keep it quiet anymore,

I'm so fucking tired.

What the fuck am I going to tell...

No.

I can't let them know.

Nobody has to know.

They all moved on, so should I.

...

The glovebox clicks open again, pages and newspaper clippings rustle within the cluttered storage compartment.

...Tsk, She didn't clean it up again.

Good.

Saves me the trouble.

...Forgot to throw these away.

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A folder.

...

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Old mission documents. Not important.

...

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Read it?

Y/N?

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"Agent PT. You are terminated from the force until further notice."

"After the recent incident, you have been compromised, and will be relieved of your duties on the field until your risk level is low."

"Your new task is to head back to HQ."

"Comply or there will be grave consequences for your insolence."

"Though, there is another way you can repay the organization after marking such a hideous stain on what you know is our common goal."

"Your purpose will still be fulfilled if you are to return."

"Act out of line again, and we will not be so forgiving."

"You have been warned."

🕸️☠️ W.D.

Something rustles, as if the Tape Recorder shook in her grip.

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