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-klicks. Once I find this Cadmus reject, I'll make sure it stays on ice.~ -Continues his trudge through the snow.-

~Now for the cargo. Couldn't have gotten too far.~ -Tries his comm-channels, but gets static.- ~The Arctic Compound isn't far, a few more-

[Intercom] "Mr. Wilson, we are 3 hours from the Arctic Outpost." Understood. Our passenger is still neutralized, let's keep it that way.

-that’s supposed to be the idea.

-things he cares about, and it will all become too much. The man will eventually break. The scars you see and the ones you don’t. At least-

so deep that the earth would break in half. I believed him. The same is supposed to apply to a man. Inflict enough damage, take away the-

My father explained how erosion worked. Stripping away layer after layer of rock to create a chasm. He said eventually the river would cut-