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REPORT 003 :: HOMECOMING // VOICE // ENCRYPTED 20% // BACKDATED TO SUNDAY EVENING
This is SPARTAN-023...[Click, click, click, click.] logging an event in the journal on Jannuary 30, 2531. MJOLNIR helmet inoperative. Temporary measure-- [Click-click!] until UNSC logging equipment is repaired.
I've been hit by an experiment of the Malnosso. Current effects are reduced height, speed, reflexes... [A groan accompanies the fall of something heavy into a table.] strength. Even physical conditioning is gone. Conservation of race, memories, training, gender, and some mental prowess. [Metallic munitions of many kinds are scrambled in a box.] At least I won't have to crouch to not hit the doors.
[She continues to walk through the room with rushed steps, and quickly creaks a door open.]
Lucky I hadn't set myself up in the MJOLNIR, otherwise--
[Her words and steps end abruptly. The hinges continue to screech until they lose momentum.
There is a silence in the apartment that lasts a minute.]
Mom.
[The woman remains in silence until the journal ceases recording.]
I've been hit by an experiment of the Malnosso. Current effects are reduced height, speed, reflexes... [A groan accompanies the fall of something heavy into a table.] strength. Even physical conditioning is gone. Conservation of race, memories, training, gender, and some mental prowess. [Metallic munitions of many kinds are scrambled in a box.] At least I won't have to crouch to not hit the doors.
[She continues to walk through the room with rushed steps, and quickly creaks a door open.]
Lucky I hadn't set myself up in the MJOLNIR, otherwise--
[Her words and steps end abruptly. The hinges continue to screech until they lose momentum.
There is a silence in the apartment that lasts a minute.]
Mom.
[The woman remains in silence until the journal ceases recording.]
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