Saturday, December 25, 2010

Day One Hundred and Forty-Six

Day 146: 25 Dec 2010

So, here's how today was supposed to happen.

I was to go down into the Gulf, carrying the new weapons. If Jared was on the land, I was going to fight him there and try to jam him with the needle. If not, I'd deal with him underwater. Then, I'd go down as deep as I could, to where the God of The Seas was no doubt breeding more soldiers. That's where he would die.

Except it didn't go down that way at all, because neither Jared nor the God of the Seas was in the Gulf, not anywhere close. They'd vanished, and I have no idea where they went.

I was supposed to stop them here. What's going to happen now? How many people are going to die because I let them get loose?

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