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Extract Taken from Ransome's Journal
My situation at the Facility is now so desperate, desperate countermeasures are clearly required. Last night, the Professor called me to his personal chambers, the gaudily decorated drawing-room I had first visited on the day of the grand parade. I found him seemingly deep in thought, standing before a large table, studying a scale model of a vast sprawling metropolis.
"Ah, Agent Ransome," he said, looking up as a Zykill child led me into the room. "You have caught me gazing into the future, as it were." He gestured to the model. "This scaled down replica offers a glimpse through the keyhole, a glimpse at the formation of a new super state, one that shall rise from the poisonous ashes of human civilization–if I can associate the word human with anything remotely civilized, that is."
