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DR. SLONE: It's Slone. Day number... (exhausted sigh) Still in the jungle.
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I think you know that it takes a little more than dropping a tank on me to take me out.
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I'll have to thank my "rescuer". Hope he doesn't expect a fruit basket.
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I have a plan, but I'll need to move fast.
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The key to all of this is the people who left this jungle behind.
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DR. SLONE: We have a new wrinkle here. These ruins are impossible to date using traditional methods. I don't like it.
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And... of course... No sign of catastrophic damage. It's as if the residents just ...vanished.
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But before they did, they left a message...
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And... I know, I know, but... I think I'm the one intended to find it.
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DR. SLONE: I've found what looks like an ancient, busted machine.
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It's a telescope, or... some kind of stellar projector? I'll need to run scans.
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If this thing can do what I believe it can... it will be key to my plans for the Island.
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DR. SLONE: I officially declare my physical recovery complete.
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I'm a little creaky, but I've got a mission. That's all I need
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DR. SLONE: My investigations into The Apparatus have been interrupted by a small army of "explorers."
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This could work to my benefit. I've made contact as a possible expert for their team.
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If I can convince them to excavate the site, I can get The Apparatus working.
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DR. SLONE: I've been told, by someone you and I both trust, that we need to get off this island. As soon as we can.
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Is that what the previous residents did? Find some... true home among the stars?
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These glyphs are a clue to where we need to go next. If I can solve them.
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DR. SLONE: Attempts to match details from the glyphs with the movements of astronomical objects has been... difficult.
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The glyphs appear to be predicting an incoming eclipse.
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All readings indicate that's impossible.
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But me standing here. Alive. That's an impossibility too.
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And if these glyphs are truly the unheard voice of the past...
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Then you know... I have to listen...
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DR. SLONE: You're the last one I want to call in on this.
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You know me too well, for one. You'll be... infuriating
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But you're the only one I trust to handle this.
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(sigh) I can't believe I'm saying this... but I need your help.
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Let's hope your aim hasn't improved.
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DR. SLONE: (exhausted) I don't know how... I survived.
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Some stranger, he... found me. In what's left of my tank, deep under the Island.
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His technology kept me alive. He says it... it belongs to those who used to live here.
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When I recover... I need to learn everything about this jungle. Its people.
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I need a plan. A mission. I won't... falter here. I won't surrender.
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