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January 17, 2006

D: Saboteur

I have spent all week making the pipe bombs, the fuses are cut to lengths that will give me twenty second delays and I’ve secured a pass to the laboratory with surprising ease. Dr Wilkinson positively encouraged me to work late tonight.

Plan is simple; get in, free the animals, trash the research stations, set the bombs and escape. I’ll leave the passcard with Michael’s fingerprints on it in the scanner and that’ll be that.

I'll teach these sanctimonious cosmetic testers that Mother Nature isn't to be messed with. It’s very dark in here… hey, what was that noise?

“SURPRISE!”

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