Tuesday 5 January 2072

Part 1


I think I've got it working. I don't know long the poPaéiö Aø ÙâÈ,4z‰ ¹ÚƒÚQôwer in this place is going to last. It's a miracle I could find any funct j§3*XG±!€ioning power supplies at all.  I just hope the barricade on the doors hold long enough to get this message out.
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My name is Olly Morris and I need to tell a story. It may be one of the most imp oUÀ:„àŽñŽ Ï Ä rtant stories ever told, so please take heed and listen.
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Look at the date of this post. That is not a gliF ‚*A~¥JT© –UWË4tch. You have no idea what I've had to do to make this possible. The sacrÃzŠ±Žõ1d¿ ¦ifices I have made. The sacrÝÓè €Z€ L‡ð ” ifices that I will be making soon, when they get through and take me at last.
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Please listen. This is my only cha~÷¾ã]¿xú7hnce to change things.
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