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:/play holotape recording

That lady with all the jewelry. Her words won't leave my mind. 

"Dust and suffocation, guilt crushing your lungs. You're in the machine, trying to stop the gears, but they never stop... Break the machine and retain your inheritance."

I hear it on a loop. It's a disorienting white noise that is destroying me. I know it won't stop until I find him.

:/end holotape recording