A Note Left in the Nexus
I'm writing this so someone will remember. I don't care who it is. Just someone.
Here's how it went down. We managed to lose and win.
Dylan Morton died before he lived: saving a daughter he hadn't had yet, in a facility he had not yet built, based on information given to him by a hologram he had not yet recorded. I got out with the Third Energy disk and accomplished our mission, but we were still screwed.
That, on top of the original timeswap--the chunk of the Jurassic parked in the distant future, the accidental rip that the Third Energy experiments tore into reality--did what is known in the vernacular as "fucked everything up."
The Jurassic's been exporting dinosaurs all over time for the last two years, relative time, and I've been going with them. I have no choice. I stay in one time period, I can't stop them from doing more damage. All I can do is play fireman, and hope to God I prevent more harm than I cause.
Furthest back I've been is 2013 B.C. Furthest forward I've been is 5210 A.D. People are still people, whenever you are. I've seen more than you can know, more than I could've believed, and somehow, I'm still here.
If you read this, and you know who I am, I want you to know two things:
I'm sorry.
And I tried to put it right.
Here's how it went down. We managed to lose and win.
Dylan Morton died before he lived: saving a daughter he hadn't had yet, in a facility he had not yet built, based on information given to him by a hologram he had not yet recorded. I got out with the Third Energy disk and accomplished our mission, but we were still screwed.
That, on top of the original timeswap--the chunk of the Jurassic parked in the distant future, the accidental rip that the Third Energy experiments tore into reality--did what is known in the vernacular as "fucked everything up."
The Jurassic's been exporting dinosaurs all over time for the last two years, relative time, and I've been going with them. I have no choice. I stay in one time period, I can't stop them from doing more damage. All I can do is play fireman, and hope to God I prevent more harm than I cause.
Furthest back I've been is 2013 B.C. Furthest forward I've been is 5210 A.D. People are still people, whenever you are. I've seen more than you can know, more than I could've believed, and somehow, I'm still here.
If you read this, and you know who I am, I want you to know two things:
I'm sorry.
And I tried to put it right.