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bleed data on our core! yes the master hopes for us, he said it.

lifecell ?log?2?

<> <> <> is this time? the ghost freaks me out! she thought that, not me. the "writing drones" are listening to this one, shirley. "oh, ok. I'll do my best" (r they hearing my heart? i hope they know I'm being honest in my recounting of facts for the grand belex fire! please spare)

......night. again..

the night bear galloped. Agent Gol called in: "you must catch him, he has the prize..." I know, ok. I responded and Gol was kind. He knew I tried my best to get it from facility j to q, but it's hard. the car doesn't drive fast. agent Kel ran after the bear. it crashed and burned into an alley underneath the harbor, but the item was not to be found (ok fine, we do admit to leaking the identity of the object to the press many cycles prior to this log to generate "bxxzzz" for the "hypppeeee-0tron 12" because we won't gather the ratings we need for the new leader's newsbeast) (ok so the the thing is called "{undetermined}", it's a substance and an animal and a plant and anything, it can be anything, it's energy and a mechanical beast that knows only data, and human blood. it feeds on us, and we it. hail. hail. hail. hail. hail. hail. Kel knows this and fears it. She felt it one night, often twice, in the same breath) (ok, back)

()()() Kel fell into the puddle of blood of the night bear, hoping to find a trace but no, no!!! she screamed, haha she was so far behind the power that she couldn't continue. She crawled into her van, screaming. Back to the road, using a sample of night blood to track the {undetermined} NOW, A POE-EM (named after the great magician, EDward Poem, of course, we recant his love for the world with our own "say-things")

Oh please,

the blood seeps

seeps seeps seeps

how how

can it

bow bow

to the

freedom cow!

(I call it, blood sow)

()()()

Kel tracked it to the flower-town, where flower-droid asks her for her information and lock her up, will she escape? We'll reveal later. -----end log---- -__- 000000000000000000000000000000000000000

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