Plot of the Retro Bimbo Aliens, Log AlphaLog AlphaAm I using this thing right? There's nowhere to type or anything, so how--Oh. I guess it's just reading my thoughts to take a log. It's so weird that I'm able to understand what's on the screen at all, but I suppose any system that's able to directly interpret brainwaves is going to be able to let me read its output. That's not really important, though. What matters is that I'm able to record all of what happened to me in case there's anyone else who finds this. I'm pretty sure that my personal logs are private, so I can recount exactly what happened today without fear of...her...discovering me. When did this start, again?Right, last night. Yesterday, I was living a pretty normal life. Six feet tall, sorta dirty blond hair, pale-ish skin, not in particularly good shape. I suppose that's part of the reason they got me, though there aren't really any exercise routines that can prepare you for the sort of thing that h
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