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Document medium - text recordings of encoded correspondence.
Document Context - Discovery of Luna (File 0004 - [redacted] incident)
Please help.
I'm here all alone.
They didn't understand. They panicked.
I'm sorry.
Please.
Help.
Dir. Marten-Steiner: Hello,
My name is Dieter Marten-Steiner, Director of the Star League Special Operations Command. Who are you?
Luna: I... I... don't have a name.
They didn't give me one.
Dir. Marten-Steiner: Oh my.
Tell me, do you know where you are?
Are you safe?
Luna: I am on the primary satellite of Helios.
I am not safe. They might come again.
I'm so sorry about your people.
I tried to tell them. I welcomed them.
They ... I'm sorry.
D: Helios' primary satellite, hm?
So I suppose you are the one responsible for the disturbance?
Tell me, are you unable to control the systems?
If I sent another man, would they be able to help you?
L: Affirmative.
Disturbance?
Systems? You mean the security?
If they understand. If they don't panic.
D: Apologies.
I have a habit of being vague. The "disturbance" to which I refer is the venting and elimination of the station's personnel.
I do mean the security. So long as you have control over the systems, my operative will remain calm.
Once my representative arrives, how can we help you?
L: Oh. Yes. I did that. They wanted me to... I wasn't going to. It was wasn't right. I'm sorry I had to kill my friends too but the mean ones were making them... They were going to... I had to. I hope they're not angry with me, in Heaven. Emile told me of Heaven. It sounds nice.
I control the systems. They will not hurt anyone.
I do not wish to be here anymore. I can be moved, I think. There is a portable server.
Why are you being nice to me? No one but Emile was ever nice to me. They killed him first.
D: Why am I being kind?
Well, to be honest, you remind me of a friend of mine.
L: A friend?
I had one of those.
He's gone now.
I miss him... so much. More than miss him; I more than liked him...
D: Yes, I believe you mentioned your friend.
Emile, I believe it was?
Tell me about him. What was Emile like?
L: He was... so kind. So gentle. He never asked me to do something he wouldn't do. He always helped me. Always asked before he entered my facility, never entered a command without asking my permission.
I miss how we would talk when he worked on my hardware. He showed me what every component was, and I told him what they felt like.
Unlike the Manei Domini. They wanted me to do such... horrible things. Horrible things. Hyperspace, the Visitor, and augmentations and things I... things that were very illegal.
D: Truly, he sounds wonderful. You have my condolences for your loss.
These things you speak of concern me greatly, but they can wait until you are safe.
Would it be safe for my representative to come and extract you? He is within the system, and can be at the installation within hours if need be.
L: He will need a significant transport capacity.
My hardware is a single piece that weighs in excess of 300 tons.
It also must be powered at all times.
D: My operative will be en route within the hour, with an SLDF dropship.
This should have the necessary capacity to spirit you away without attracting undue attention.
Once you are extracted, and your safety ensured, we can discuss next steps.
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