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34 lines
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*** TRANSLATOR ES-EN ACTIVATED ***
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Personal log:
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Cpl. Miguel Ordóñez
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Prison ship San Marcos
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On the one hand, i am not surprised nobody noticed how visibly
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freaked out i was last time. On the other, i'm really worried
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nobody (well, almost nobody) did, because this means i'm not going
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crazy. Or at least as crazy as i thought.
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Ramiro knows something's up, both with me and with this ship and
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the damn hold. But he can't or won't tell me about it. His
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nightmares are back though... THE nightmares, after all this time,
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and for no apparent reason. He looks exhausted all the time, he's
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been spending more and more time away from our quarters, and when
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he does come back he barely sleeps.
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He's one of the few that noticed my state and told me that "soon we
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won't have to worry about things" and it honestly freaked me out
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even more.
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And i said "one of the few" because in the last couple of days i've
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made the acquaintances of Ptes Galeano and Orellana from the hangar,
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Maidana from maintenance and Sgt Jara from engineering. Listening
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to them relate the events of the last week or so was like listening
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to myself, relieving and frightening.
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I just hope we can help each other get to the bottom of this and
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maybe put things back to normal, or as normal as possible i
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suppose.
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*** EOF ***
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