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CHAPTER 1
"There it is." Says Wesnep standing in front of two huge gates leading to a huge gray building. "Yep, we're here. Welcome to your first step towards hell..." Says one of the guards near the gate entrance. Wesnep was a college student until he decided to skip college and go to the military to serve America, or so he thought. "I really don't care what you do in there, just don't disobey the rules, follow all the instructions given to you, and whenever you got the chance, use the public restroom. You'll see what I mean, now hurry in." The guard warned Wesnep as he opened the huge gate. As Wesnep walked towards the building, he noticed many newspapers on the ground, but one in particular caught his eye. He picked up the newspaper and he read:
"GOPERDALE WEEKLY"
"Military men fighting and even killing innocents spotted near the eastern river, first spotted by one man named Trunt Fordster, as he reported many innocent civilians being assaulted, hurt, and even killed by military personnel! Most of these military men have been arrested and been put to life imprisonment, but not all were caught! If anyone sees anymore of these attackers please report it to the police immediately."
He read more of the paper. The rest of it was just ads and useless info. He put the paper down and walked the rest of the way to the front door of the building. He looked out into the world and saw plants and animals, roaming about. That was across the street from this horrid building. Wesnep is starting towrap his head around the idea that he isn't going into any old army base, he's about to enter something horrible, but it's too late now. He can't turn back now. He needs to enter the building, open those doors, and see what's in store.
"Welcome to your first day of military training." Says the instructor, as he likes to be called. "Today will be boring, and if you believe that after our training today, then welcome aboard your new home. If you think that today's 'practice' is too hard for you, then walk right out those doors. I won't even wait for the training to finish, if you're not man enough to even start your training, then walk your butt out this door right now! I dare you!" No one budges. "Huh. Lets see if you maggots still have the same attitude after this..." A buzzer sounds and a speaker starts yelling instructions to the men. "Hello, this will be your first day at the military base. Please walk out the doors and step outside to begin your training. Wesnep looks everywhere for a speaker but can't find it, not even on the ceiling were speakers are usually placed. Soon he and the rest of the men walk out to the back of the building.
As he looked around, he hoped to see some greenery. His hope was quickly crushed as all he saw was hard gray concrete. The instructor rushed out with the men and yelled, "Anyone got any questions before we begin?" One person raises his hand as if to wait for the instructor to call him out. "Why are you raising your hand? Is this elementary school? If you have a question, you shout it out! Now drop and give me twenty!" "Sir yes sir!" Exclaims the person and he goes down to do push ups. "The rest of you, get in a line! This is the sloppiest excuse for a line I've ever seen! Get in order!" The rest of the men quickly position themselves in a line. The man doing pushups gets up and jogs to the line. "Now what was your question, maggot?" The instructor shouts in the man's face. "Sir, my question was, where is the work out equipment?" "what's your name?" Asks the instructor. "Jerrold." Says the man. "Do you think we need equipment to work out, Jerrold?" Asks the instructor. "Uhh, sir?" Replies Jerrold nervously. "I said do you think we need equipment or not!?" Asks the instructor again, furiously. "Sir no sir!" Jerrold says back. "Good!" The instructor says with a grin on his face. He walks backwards and says, "Lets get ready for your first lesson, then..."
CHAPTER 2
Wesnep has been training in this army for three years now, and he's learned a few things about the place. He knows a few dents and holes in the floor that can be used as hiding places. He knows the secret code, the code Wesnep and some other soldiers-in-training made when they don't want to be heard by the security cameras. He knows as well why the public restroom is so important. Everyday, using the secret code, and some hidden permanent markers, the guards from outside help some lazy soldiers escape the camp and get some fast food. Using the secret code, the guards write down who's leaving for a "vacation" on the stall doors. The guards usually let them stay out for a day or two, any longer and the instructor might notice someone's missing. They have a system, everyday one person gets to escape, and today's Wesnep's turn. The guards are real nice guys, they know the pain Wesnep and the others are going through.
Wesnep snuck out to the public restroom at midnight. He checked to make sure it really was his day to leave, so he read the stall doors. It wrote "243z4+", his name. He crawled slowly toward the front doors, the doors that're supposed to be protected by the guards. Instead, the guards welcomed him, as usual. He walked out the front doors and took a breath. He only got this time to see the real world once every two months. He took a step towards the stairs leading down to were the grass met the concrete. He walked down the steps and one of the guards ahead beckoned him. He ran to the guard and they walked to the nearest fast food restaurant.
"How's it been, I heard the Instructor is going to give of his big "speeches" tomorrow. You're a lucky man!" Congratulates the guard. "Yep! I'm so glad I missed it, those things are still traumatizing after three years..." Replies Wesnep. They arrive at a McDonald, and sit down at one of the seats inside. As they eat their burgers, Wesnep asks, "When are we going to do something besides training? I've been looking forward to being in a battle, but nothing's been coming up." The guard replies, "You have to wait, battles don't just happen. The planets and the tides have to aligned in such a way..." "So you're basically saying a battle's never going to happen, then?" Suggests Wesnep. "Hm, yeah. That sounds about right" Says the guard jokingly. "Let's just say you got a better chance of winning the lottery than getting yourself involved in any major battle, heck, you got a better chance winning it than even living during a major battle!"
They finish eating and walk outside. They go to their regular sleeping place, behind the McDonald, where no one can find them. "G'night." The guard wishes. "Good night" Wesnep responds.
Thier sleep is interrupted by gunshots, and cannons firing. "Huuuuh..." The guard huffs, still half asleep. Wesnep and the guard sit up and hear two more gunshots. "What's going on?" Wesnep asks rhetorically. "That must be some sort of aiming practice or something back at the camp..." Answers the guard confidently. Wesnep stands up and slowly walks over to the front of the McDonald, just to see the military camp. He stumbles and falls as he sees a giant tank right outside the camp. "Ow!" He yells in pain as he gets up. Some men come from behind the tank and toss some rocks at the camp. "The heck are they doing..." He whispers to himself. "You see anything?" The guard asks Wesnep. Suddenly, something explodes dangerously close to the building. Wesnep realizes the things those men were throwing weren't rocks. They were grenades.
"Woah! I'm coming over Wesnep." Yells the guard, startled by the bang. "Never live to see a battle, huh?" Wesnep mocks the guard as he limps over, still half asleep.
The men throw more grenades at the camp. Wesnep sees the Instructor locking the doors, until he is blown away from the grenade's explosion. The doors of the camp barely still hanging on to it's hinges. Six of the enemy men run to the doors of the camp and kick them down. Wesnep hears some screaming and some gunshots.
The guard calls out to Wesnep, "Wesnep, there's something I'm going to have to tell you, I would tell the other cadets but, I don't know if they'll make it." Wesnep runs back to the back of the McDonald. "This 'camp' isn't a miliatry camp, Wesnep. You've been lied to." "What?" Responds Wesnep, surprised. "This is a force against the Pudt, they're our main enemy." "What are you talking about?" Wesnep questions the guard frantically. "Look, I'll explain more later, but for now we have no weapons at all. We have to get out of here before they find us!" Exclaims the guard as he starts jogging away. "Where will we go?" Asks Wesnep, now jogging as well. "We'll go to the base, this was only a weak camp that the Pudt invaded. We have to warn the base about this place." Replies the guard. "So for three years, I haven't been working for the U.S? I've been working for some cult?" Wesnep asks angrily. "It's no cult, just, follow me. I'll explain at base."
CHAPTER 3
"That way!" "No, I saw them over there!" "Enemy spotted, they're approaching the mid point." "Hold your fire until we get a clear shot" "get ready everyone..." "FIRE!" Wesnep hears a cannon fire. Wesnep and the guard are stuck behind a bush. The base is ahead, but a squad of Pudt troops are blocking the way. "They're about to move up, when we get an opening, we're running out of here." The guard whispers to Wesnep.
The squad remains in their position for a few minutes, then start moving closer to Wesnep and the guard. They begin to get dangerously close to the bush Wesnep and the guard are hiding behind. The guard snaps and whispers to Wesnep, "We can't stay here. They aren't going to go anywhere far, lets circle around them." Wesnep nods and crawls away from the bush with the guard and into the wide open. They sneak behind the squad and are about to run to safety when they see the base.
They stop running as they see dead men scattered along the path to the base. They see blood soaked grass and assortments of weapons on the ground. "Figures, they've already made it here. Wesnep, take some weapons and some ammunition. If our base is in peril, who knows what could happen to us." The guard explains. They both find plenty of loaded weapons and make their way to civilization.
As they are making their journey to the city, the guard explains to Wesnep, "I was going to explain to you how this works at the base, but of coarse, it was destroyed, so I might as well tell you here. There's two groups of people who have fought each other for centuries, one being the Pudt, our enemy, and the other being the Qanx, us. The war started back in the early eighteenth century, it was a chaotic time. Back then, America was just being settled. There were two political parties controlling what the British colonists did in the new found America. Many people believe that taxes were what drove the 13 colonists away from Britain, but the truth is, that was only a minor issue compared to what the British were going through. One party of the British government wanted the 13 colonies to expand their empire and take the Indian's land, while the other wanted to do the opposite and save thier money on more important business. So they had a feud, and so the party that wanted to expand their colony across America took control of the colonists and soon started the American Revolution," "Wait, what? How am I sure that you're telling the truth? I'm not saying that you're lieing, but I don't know if you have your facts straight." Wesnep interrupted. "I am telling the truth, I don't have any proof, but you'll have to take my word for it. I learned this all from the real U.S army. I'm not sure why the Government wants to keep this a secret from the civilians, but they're doing a mighty fine job doing it." The guard reasoned. "Alright then, so what happens next?" Asks Wesnep. "Well, after America was declared independent from Britain, the original 13 colonists began making their own rules to the U.S constitution behind the other party's back. That got them mad, as it would make anyone, so they started a feud. After a while, when America got it's own Government, The Government decided to split the rules 50/50. So they completed the constitution this way, but there was a problem. The other party from Britain didn't like the rule to give the power to the people. So another feud happened there, and after a year or so he moved back to Britain and started to war against America. He was only able to get a couple of British soldiers to join him in his army against America since by this time Britain and America are good friends now, so he started to get troops from America. This angered the American Government, and thus started the War of America! It's been going on since then." "Wow, okay. So you have no idea why the public civilians can't know about this?" Wesnep asks. "It's probably because America and Britain were great friends and if this story gets out, then Britain may not be so friendly towards us anymore." The guard explains.
"The reason we're going to civilization is because the U.S Government has prohibited all wars in public areas to prevent word from spreading. So we're safe there." As the guard says this, the sun starts to set behind them.
"Well, it's getting late then. Lets find a safe place to sleep and we'll get moving again in the morning." "So let me get this straight, The Pudt is the party that wanted to make the U.S constitution like the British?" Asks Wesnep. "That's right. That's why we're fighting them. To defend our rights, and our country!" They walk over to a tree and sit next to it, with their backs leaning against the trunk. The guard lays down beside the tree and says "G'night" "Good night..." Wesnep says back. As Wesnep sits on the tree, he ponders about the legitimacy of the guard's story. It seems to make sense, but why wouldn't the Government let the public know?
CHAPTER 4
"This is starting to look grand! Right here, in American ground, we are successfully defeating one of their strongest military forces of the Qanx! The Instructor will be happy about this!"
As Wesnep and the military guard make it up hills and forests, spending several days walking the path to safety, they finally make it to civilization. They are now at the top of a large hill, looking down at the city below them. "Aye, maybe when we get down there, we can go get some haircuts! I feel like a girl with this hair I have right now..." The guard exclaims jokingly. "Heh, guess you're right." Wesnep chuckles.
They head down the hill and stop at the nearest hotel. They enter through the automatic doors. The guard asks the manager for a room with two showers, and they arrive at the fourth floor. They enter room 403, and the guard runs straight for the showers. "I got no time to waste, boy. Right after this shower we're both going out to get a good meal!" He slams the shower door shut and Wesnep lays on the bed. Wesnep, still curious if the guard's story about the "American war" is true, he goes downstairs to the first floor to find the nearest computer. He finds one next to the elevator and he looks up one the internet: "The American War". All he finds is a bunch of revolutionary war info and other American related wars, but no actual "American war". He scrolls down the page and finds nothing still. He scans every page Google could find, and nearly gave up, until he found one webpage labeled: "The American War". He decides to check it out to see if it really is what he's looking for. It comes up with a bunch of pictures of battles Wesnep's never seen or heard of, until the page goes blank and it asks for a "Military personnel confirmation code". He tries "Qanx" and "Pudt", but none of them work. He begins to type a new password, when a maid sneaks up behind Wesnep and says, "These computers are for staff member only, sir..." Wesnep quickly closes the web browser and apologizes to her. He goes back up the elevator, and just before the doors closed, Wesnep could vaguely see the maid begin to whisper something into her shirt, almost as if she was wired. Why would a maid of all people be wired? He wondered.
The elevator doors open again and Wesnep runs to room 403 and twists the knob. He opens the door and sees the guard totally butt naked, exiting the shower. "Oh my gosh, kid! Ever heard of knocking? Geez!" Hollers the guard as he scrambles behind the shower doors. "Sorry, but I think I may have learned two things about your American War..." Wesnep says apologetic. "I don't care, just get out so I can get my clothes on!" The guard hollers again. "Isn't there a towel or something in there to cover yourself with?" Wesnep suggests to him. "This is a hotel, like I'm going to use anything they got in here! I doubt I'll even sleep on the bed!," The guard continues to ramble on and Wesnep just stands next to the shower doors just shaking his head back and forth. "and don't even get me started with the air conditioning! Like that even works, just give me," Wesnep interrupts the guard's rambling saying, "Just put on for three seconds to get your clothes, then get into the bathroom with your clothes and put them on in there!" Wesnep shouts. "Uhg, fine." The guard grunts with resentment, and exits the bathroom wearing a towel. He gets his clothes and runs back to the bathroom.
A few hours later, the guard and Wesnep make it over to a Best Buy to look up the American War on their own. They enter through the doors and walk over to the help desk. "Hey there, do you think you could let us get a... 'free trial' on your laptops you got there? We really need to get some internet access." The guard tries to reason with the clerk. "Sorry, but we only sell laptops, we don't give any free trials around here." The clerk replies. "Pssh, told ya we shouldn't have come here." The guard whispers to Wesnep in an I-told-you-so fashion. The guard slowly inches his way toward the laptop and says back to the clerk, "You sure? We really are in a hurry and we got no money. When we do we'll buy one of your laptops!" "No sir, you buy these and then you take them. Not take then buy." The clerk answers. "Oh really? Well, guess we got to go then..." The guard says in a hushed tone, still inching towards the laptop.
With a quick motion, he grabs the laptop and runs out of the store. "Security, we got some shop lifters." The clerk announces over a walky-talky. Some guards outside try to stop the guard and Wesnep. They huddle around both of them, trapping them.
"Huh, guess this isn't your first shop lifting... you fellas know how to take control..." The guard says to the security nervously. "What the heck did you put us in?" Wesnep whispers to the guard. "Just wait, I got this." The guard whispers back. "So, I'm guessing you want your laptop back, then?" The guard asks the security surrounding him. "That's a good guess." Answers one of the security guards. "I'll just put this on the ground then..." He says as he slowly puts his hands down and sets the laptop on the floor. "Let go of the laptop, sir. Don't do anything stupid." The security guards warn him. "RUN!" The guard shouts to Wesnep. Wesnep cuts through the security with ease, while the guard gets trapped by the security once again. "Catch!" The guard hollers to Wesnep as he tosses the box with the laptop to Wesnep. "Just run, I think I'm going to go to prison again..." The guard shouts to Wesnep. The security lets go of the guard and rushes toward Wesnep. "Wow, guess I'm free!" Exclaims the guard, and he runs away from the Best Buy.
Wesnep runs past the Best Buy parking lot, past the side walk, and gets to the other side of the road. Wesnep sees the guard run toward the hotel, and he does the same. "They got away. We can't chase them past the property line..." One of the security guards say to their walky-talky disappointingly.
"WOO HOO!" The guard yells as Wesnep catches up to him. "Now lets get this baby to our room!" He tells Wesnep. "I hope they don't track us down..." Wesnep says worried. "Naw, they can't go past their property line. We're fine!" The guard reassures Wesnep. "How come you know all these things?" Wesnep questions him. "Uhh... just keep running. We're almost to the hotel." The guard says, going off topic nervously. They reach the hotel and rush to the elevator.
CHAPTER 5
"So now that we're away from that 'military', what's your name?" Wesnep asks the guard. They are sitting in their hotel room, Wesnep in the bathroom combing his hair, and the guard sits on one of the beds trying to decode the lock on the computer box. "I don't like to be called anything. Just refer to me as your guard." The guard responds after a few more tries at the lock. "We probably will never see that base again, no one's stopping you from telling me." Wesnep argues. The guard tries a couple more times to unlock the lock, then sighs in despair. "Look, I can't tell you my name. Don't try to ask why, I can't tell you that either." The guard spoke in a hushed voice, as if he were hiding in a tight spot. "Alright, what makes you so mysterious then?" Wesnep asks. "My gosh, what makes you so curious about my dang name?" The guard blurted out as he violently started punching in random numbers into the lock.
Wesnep opens the door and glances at the guard. He's sweating and exasperating on the bed, as if he was extremely stressed out. "Can't you just open the box? It's just cardboard." Wesnep recommends. The guard looks back at Wesnep and replies out of breath, "If I open it, it'll make an alarm!" He then throws the box onto the floor and lies down onto the bed in frustration. "You okay?" Wesnep asks in worry. "Yeah, it's this stupid lock. I've been trying for almost thirty minutes now and I still can't get it open." The guard answers in a more relaxed tone. "I think I've got an idea, wait here." Wesnep says as he closes the bathroom door and walks through the front door.
Wesnep comes back a few minutes later with a screwdriver and a metal knife. "What are going to do?" The guard asks. "I'm going to try to open the lock with this screwdriver without activating the alarm on it, then with this knife I'll cut whatever makes the alarm." Wesnep remarks with confidence.
He leans over and picks up the box. He uses the screwdriver to open up the lock, and finds a bunch of computer coding chips. "Well, this is more complex than I thought!" Wesnep exclaims.
Wesnep tries to brush the chips to the side, and the alarm sounds with an ear bursting volume. "Gaah! Get it out of here!" The guard shouts. Wesnep uses the knife to cut open every part of the lock, hoping to cut the chip activating the alarm. Wesnep jams the knife into the middle of the lock, and the alarm stops. "Huh, good work Wesnep." The guard says relieved. Wesnep cuts into the cardboard box and makes a hole big enough to lift the laptop out. The guard and Wesnep both manage to lift the laptop from the box and place it on the bed.
"Start it up! Lets finally do what we got this for!" The guard hollers excitedly. "Alright!" Wesnep cheers as he presses the power button. The computer comes to life with a bright white screen. As it loads up, the screen turns blue and two icons appear at the top-left of the screen, "Firefox" and "My Computer". Wesnep clicks on "Firefox" and the internet browser comes up. Wesnep types into the search bar, "The American War" once again. He goes down to the farthest link and finds the same webpage labeled, "The American War". He clicks it and the same "Military personnel confirmation code" comes up.
"Hmm, try typing in Seagol" The guard proposes. "What?" Wesnep questions. "That's the company that gives the us, the Qanx, our weapons, armor, and supplies like that." The guard explains. "Alright, not sure if that will work but I'll try..." Wesnep says nervously as he types in "Seagull" into the blank space. "No, it's spelt S-E-A-G-O-L." The guard corrects. Wesnep erases "Seagull" and types in "Seagol" into the space. He presses enter on the keyboard and the webpage loads. The page goes blank white for a few seconds, then it shows up again. "Was that it?" Wesnep asks confused. "Yep, I think so! Click on where it says 'Info'" The guard suggests. Wesnep clicks the link and the page loads up.
Just then, they hear knocking on their door. "Hide the computer!" Wesnep commands the guard and he walks towards the door. The guard puts the laptop under the bed. He covers himself in blankets and shuts his eyes, as if he were asleep.
Wesnep opens the door and sees two men in black suits. "We are from the Best Buy, and we'd like our computer back." One of them say in a stern voice. "Computer? What computer, we've never bought a computer from Best Buy." Wesnep claims as confident as he can. "Are you sure, we saw two men escape from a Best Buy with a cardboard box that the clerk claims to have a laptop inside. You and that other guy over there sleeping seem very much like those two..." The men declare very convinced.
The guard opens one eye slightly and sees Wesnep backing up from the two men as they slowly enter their room.
"Look, I really think you've got the wrong room, possibly even the wrong hotel!" Wesnep exclaims. "I'm sure we could just look around for a bit." The other one says as they move farther into the room. "Say, what's that?" One of the black suited men say as he gets on his hands and knees and looks underneath the bed. He reaches under the bed and grabs a mangled up cardboard box. He looks inside and finds nothing but some trashed up bits of metal. He drops it onto the floor and whispers something to the other black suited man. "Thank you for your time, and we're terribly sorry for interrupting." The other one says, and they walk out of the room.
As they shut the door, the guard whispers to Wesnep, "I don't know if they know we have it, but we got to get out of here!"
Wesnep and the guard use the blankets to make a rope through the open window and onto the ground where they will escape. "I don't think these bed sheets are long enough, rip off some of the bed sheets." The guard tells Wesnep. Wesnep rips off all the bed sheets and ties it onto the blankets. "There, now lean the bed on the bed sheets so it doesn't fall when I go down." The guard suggests. Wesnep pushes the bed to the window and makes sure the sheets wont fall. "Looks good, lets go." Wesnep confirms and goes down the sheets first. He makes it down safe. "Now come down with the laptop!" Wesnep bellows out to the guard once he touches the ground.
The guard slowly goes down the sheets, until one of the knots give loose. He falls onto the ground with a great thud, grasping onto the laptop. "Oh gosh, are you okay?" Wesnep asks with great concern. "Oof, yeah, I think so. Just give me some time to-" The guard was interrupted by the two men in the black suits pointing and yelling from their car in the parking lot, "There they are! Don't let them escape!" A whole army of soldiers come running after Wesnep and the guard. "Grab my hand!" Wesnep screams as he puts out his hand to the guard. The guard grabs it and slowly gets up. "Give me the laptop, can you run?" Wesnep asks. The guard hands Wesnep the laptop and coughs out, "I think..." "Lets go, hurry!" Wesnep cries out. The guard struggles to keep up.
As the soldiers get closer to Wesnep and the guard, the guard pants out, "Wesnep, these aren't normal soldiers..." "Huh?" He responds back. "These are Pudt soldiers... something tells me those black suit men weren't from Best Buy..."
They run back towards the mountains, Wesnep grasping onto the laptop, hoping they would lose the soldiers.
CHAPTER 6
"You think you'll be fine?" Wesnep asks the guard as they continue to run to the mountains in the distance. "Ah, I'll recover as I run." The guard reassures Wesnep in a sarcastic tone. Wesnep looks over his shoulder to check for Pudt soldiers, and sees none. "Hey, I think we lost 'em!" Wesnep cheers in excitement. The guard slows down and checks for them as well. "Heh, they must be trying to get to the mountains before us, so they can trap us..." The guard guesses out loud. The guard and Wesnep come to a halt. The guard lies on his back with his hands on his stomach. Wesnep keeps guard to check if the Pudt soldiers have come looking for them.
"What should we do if they're waiting in the mountains?" Wesnep asks the guard. "We should go somewhere else, the only question is, were to..." The guard responds. "Well, we can't go to the mountains, and we can't go back to the city," Wesnep reports back. "and the city is surrounded by moutains, so our only safe place is where we're standing right now." "Wesnep... Wesnep, there's some soldiers coming up behind us." The guard studders as he sits up and reviews the land. "Gosh, we've only been here for thirty seconds! They're too fast. Guard, lets get out of here." Wesnep tells the guard. "No, Wesnep, these ones don't have guns. They seem to want to talk." The guard claims. "They aren't going to tell us anything, we have got to get out." Wesnep rushes the guard. The guard just sits there, waiting for the soldiers to slowly walk to were he is. "They're supposed to be the enemy, we can't jus-" Wesnep starts to argue, until the guard covers Wesnep's mouth with a hand and stands up. "They don't know we're Qanx, at least, I don't think they do. Just keep quiet until they say what they need to say." The guard reasons. Wesnep nods his head up and down in an agreement.
The guard removes his hand from Wesnep's face, then is startled by someone behind him saying, "Hello folks, we didn't mean to scare you with the two guys who arrived in your hotel room, or the big chase we did," The guard turns around and scratches the back of his neck saying, "Oh, yeah sorry about the computer, we just really need to do some research for..." The guard is silent for a second, then Wesnep whispers to him, "Science project." "for a science project! Yes, that's right, I'm supposed to be his tutor for the day!" The guard lies, half smiling in a suspicious way. "Mmm, so you'd steal a thousand dollar laptop right in front the shop's clerk and do anything you can to keep it. Is this correct?" The soldier questions him. "Uhh, well, yes! Err, well, no. Well, you see... here..." The guard stutters nervously. "Well, I have two things to tell you two. First, you have to be the worst tutor I've ever seen. Second, I'll have to take that laptop and I'm going to have to report you to the authorities for the crime of robbery." The soldier explains. "Well, we know now he isn't Pudt..." The guard whispers to Wesnep. "What was that?" The soldier remarks. "Nothing, sorry. We just didn't have a choice." The guard explains, lieing again. "What didn't you have a choice to do?" The soldier questions. "Uhh..." The guard starts, then punches the soldier in the face, grabs the laptop back, and runs away. The soldier gets up and starts to chase them.
"Hopefully we were wrong, and there really is no Pudt soldiers up in those mountains!" The guard says in hope as they run away from the enraged officer chasing them.
They make it to the moutains, the officer chasing them quickly gave up as they entered the mountainous region. Wesnep and the guard halt once more. "You think they're going to get 'reinforcements'?" Wesnep asks the guard. "How should I know? If there is no Pudt soldiers here, then he probably didn't. If there is, he probably did."
Wesnep and the guard go further into the moutains. "Where should we go? Our base was destroyed by those Pudt, so if we get too close they might see us." Wesnep asks. "We'll go another way. I think I know another city not too far from here, hopefully word hasn't spread there yet..." The guard states in hope. "Well, we've gotten lucky with the Pudt soldiers not noticing us yet, hopefully the city wont either." Wesnep responds.
"By the way, what's the name of this city?" He inquires from the guard. "Well, it's a lot bigger than the last one we just went to, it also has much more security. So if we loose this laptop, it's all over." The guard explains. "What do we need it for again?" The guard wonders out loud. "We need it to look up the American War you were talking to me about. I think there may be something you're missing about this, I saw a few photos on it for a split second before it asked for the code. One was a blurred image of some protestors holding up a sign. All I could read from it was, 'give it back' and 'money isn't worth more than life', or something like that. It may not be the same thing as the American War you were talking about, but we got to check it out." Wesnep clarifies. "Huh, well then. That's pretty interesting, that is if it actually is the same war me and you are talking about." The guard replies back.
The guard looks up into the sky and notices the sun starting to set. "Well, it's getting late. Lets rest somewhere." They both walk behind two bushes, and start to get sleepy.
"You know what would be awesome?" Wesnep asks the guard. "What?" He asks back. "If in the future there's internet access everywhere, so that way stranded Qanx guards don't have to go around stealing laptops from unguarded Best Buys and travel all the way to a new city to look up a single Google search." "Ha!" The guard laughs. "What's the cities name, by the way? You didn't tell me before." Wesnep questions. "Oh yeah, it's called Goperdale. Now lets get some sleep. Something tells me tomorrows not going to be any easier than today." The guard suggests. "Alright, good night." Wesnep wishes. "G'night!" The guard responds. They both go to sleep behind the bushes.
CHAPTER 7
"Where did they go? We cleared the mountains, the battlelands, even that poor old hotel!" The leader rages. "Sir, it was incredibly risky of us to begin a battle in the cities, what if a civilian saw us!" The servant reasons nervously. "While that may be true, I plan for it to not happen again. We need to destroy them before they have too much information. The minute we find their location, they are doomed." The leader confidently comforts himself. "The only thing stopping us from obliterating them is the nearby cities... and their computer. Next time we find them, servant, you and your troops better not loose track of them." He instructs the servant. "Affirmative, sir!" The servant shouts with a hand on his forehead, as if blocking out sun from his eyes. He lowers his hand and sprints out the room.
The leader turns around and faces a gigantic monitor. He presses a button on the monitor and it comes to life showing a man's grim face. The man asks through the monitor, "Have you located them yet?" The leader answers, "No, but I can assure you, we are very close. I just sent one of my best servants to go and survey the area once more. They cannot be far, since they have just left the city." The man on the monitor replies saying, "Yes, very good. I will expect you to find them in less than twenty four hours." The leader affirms back, "Okay then. I will see you then, Instructor." They nod in agreement. The leader presses the button again, and the monitor fades black.
a few minutes later, the leader hears his phone start to ring in his pocket. He reaches for the phone and answers the call. "Yes?" He asks into the phone. "Sir, we've found the two. They were at the hotel. They got away too quick." The phone reports. "What? I thought we already searched that place!" The leader asks surprised. "We may have searched too soon. They were just there, we tried our best to find the computer." The phone clarifies. "Did you get the computer?" The leader questions. "They must have hidden it, one minute the room we searched was starting to look like the wrong room, the next they were escaping from the same room with the computer!" The phone points out to the leader. "And you're sure you checked everywhere?" The leader asks, making sure it wasn't a mistake. "Yes, everywhere a computer like that could be hidden." The phone persuades him. "Dang!" The leader roars in frustration. "But sir, we did see what direction they went!" It tells him. "Alright, follow them! Don't let them get away again!" The leader shouts and hangs up the phone.
"Ah, it is the morning already?" The guard rhetorically asks in an annoyed tone. Wesnep gets up from his slumber and opens his eyes. "Good morning..." He announces as he rubs his eyes and yawns. "I wouldn't say it's a 'good' morning, but it's time to get going, Wesnep!" The guard responds as he stands up and looks around. Wesnep slowly gets up and walks forward with the guard.
They walk for an hour on the mountains until the guard hollers, "Wesnep, We've arrived! Welcome to Goperdale." "Awesome, lets get down there!" Wesnep cheers as they slide down the mountain.
As Wesnep and the guard arrive at the city, Wesnep notices someone looking down at them from the mountains above. "Hey, I think someone's watching us..." Wesnep warns the guard as he points at the mountains. "Oh no, that might be Pudt. Don't worry, they can't do anything too bad when we're in the city. Just turn around and pretend we didn't see him." The guard alerts Wesnep. The guard turns around and walks away. Wesnep follows him for a few seconds, then looks back at the mountains. He sees no one. "They know we're here." He tells the guard. "Don't look up there! Just keep walking..." The guard whispers frantically, not looking back at Wesnep. Wesnep looks back at the guard and walks forward again.
Wesnep and the guard arrive at the closest hotel, as usual. They open the doors and check in using cash conveniently hidden in the guard's back pockets. "Were do you get that money, anyways?" Wesnep asks the guard as they enter the elevator to the fourth floor. "Well, I usually carry a few bucks for when a Qanx member and I want to sneak out, and I also pick-pocketed a few twenties from the Best Buy guards. They may be police officers, but they never keep their money safe! I love that town..." The guard mentions as they enter the fourth floor. "You go there often?" Wesnep asks him as they walk through the long hallway. "Uhh, yeah. Sort of." The guard responds. They find their room and open the door. Wesnep and the guard walk to the bed and sit on it.
"Alright... I go there a lot." The guard finally gives in. "Heh, I thought so." Wesnep laughs.
They sit in their hotel, eating some food they ordered using room service. They lay on the bed watching TV. "Alright, you think it's time?" Wesnep asks. "It was time a long time ago, open up that laptop!" The guard exclaims with excitement.
Wesnep takes out the laptop, now banged up from all the running. He opens the top and goes to Google. He types in "The American War" once again and clicks on the bottom link. The "Military personnel confirmation code" comes up again. He types in Seagol, and the pictures come up again. "That's the picture I was talking about." Wesnep tells him as he points to the middle picture. It shows many protestors with signs saying, "Leave them alone!" and, "We will not die for your money!". "Huh, I wonder what they're mad about..." The guard ponders. Wesnep scrolls down and reads a description about the pictures.
He starts reading, "These sad city folk shown above were all murdered in a tragic accident caused by the U.S military. No one understands what the signs were protesting against, yet. All we know for now, is that the military were having a private speech to their soldiers when the protestors started to make a big fuss outside their base. One or two of the soldiers came outside, furious about the whole protest, and killed many civilians, right inside the peaceful city of Goperdale! It was first seen by a man of the name of Trunt Fordster, and he says the murdering started near the eastern river. Most of these military men have been arrested and been put to life imprisonment, but one of the murderers got away. His or her whereabouts are unknown, but if anyone sees this person, tell the authorities immediately!"
"Well, that explains almost nothing, besides the fact that we got to be aware of our whereabouts, or else the evil military murderer will eat us alive!" The guard declares in a sarcastic tone. "Hah! Well, I guess it could be useful." Wesnep laughs.
Wesnep scrolls down the page further and sees one final picture. It shows a shot of a single woman in a large protest crowd with a sign that reads, "Seagol is evil! Don't fall for their tricks!" "There, that's proof it really is about your 'American War'. No need to be so sarcastic about it." Wesnep proves to him. "It still gives us no information that we were looking for." The guard pessimistically states. "Not true, we don't know what she means by Seagol being evil. It gives us a start." Wesnep assures him.
Wesnep closes out of the window and begins to scroll further down the Google search results.
CHAPTER 8
"That's it. There's nothing left." Wesnep sadly tells the guard. "Dang. So we wasted our time on this laptop for nothing, then? We've given away our location for you to make sure the war was true. What a waste of my time!" The guard yells in anger. "Wait, I think I've got another idea." Wesnep reassures the guard.
Wesnep types into Google, "Seagol". He finds lots of ads for woman's shoes, until he finds a link called, "Seagol, the army's #1 supplier." He clicks it. A page comes up explaining what Seagol is. Wesnep sees a tab to the left called, "About us", and clicks it. A new page comes up, Wesnep starts reading, "We at Seagol make and do everything to help serve America's protectors. We provide everything including weapons, food, water, shelter (Ex. folding tents, folding beds), and clothes." "Hah, that's a lie. They serve the Qanx, not the U.S." The guard interrupts. "Whatever, let me finish." Wesnep responds. He continues, "When our soldiers go off to battle, it's highly likely they'll be carrying official Seagol supplies, for it is the most reliable, trust-" The guard interrupts yapping, "What will this do for us? We both know what Seagol does," Wesnep cuts him off explaining, "I just want to know if Seagol's got any secrets. That woman in the protest group can't be crazy." "Alright, suit yourself. I'm getting out of here... I need some peace." The guard notifies Wesnep, then exits the door.
Wesnep skips a couple paragraphs then continues, "The chief in charge of running this facility is named 'Coul Durgoot'. He is the one who handles what comes in and out of the facility. Before him, 'Narem Baskoop' was the chief. Narem Baskoop is the man who took Seagol to the top. Without him, many people, maybe even army members, wouldn't use Seagol products or even have known about the company at all. Thanks to him, we are the #1 choice for the U.S army." Wesnep reads the rest and finds nothing else interesting. After reading it all, Wesnep decides to go outside and find the guard.
Wesnep exits through the door and walks down the five flights of stairs to see the guard sitting outside the front doors of the hotel. Wesnep walks outside and sits next to him. "Hey, does Coul Durgoot or Narem Baskoop mean anything to you?" Wesnep asks him. The guard puts a finger over his lips and hushes Wesnep. "They've surrounded the place. Look up at the mountains." The guard whispers in Wesnep's ear as he points up to the cliff of the mountains. Wesnep sees soldiers scattered around the mountains. "If what you were about to ask me was war related, we better go underground." The guard warns. "What do you mean, 'underground'?" Wesnep asks. "There's a cellar underneath this hotel, and I'm thinking those soldiers up there wont be able to hear us from down there with their high-tech audio system they have recording us right now." He explains as he gets up casually. "Follow..." The guard orders in a hushed tone.
Wesnep gets up and follows the guard around to the back of the hotel. The guard points to a cellar door in the ground and opens it. They both hop down to a dark damp room with a single light bulb hanging from above. The guard reaches up and closes the cellar door.
"So, what was it you need to ask?" The guard asks Wesnep, now shivering from the cold. "Umm, does the names Coul Durgoot or Narem Baskoop mean anything?" Wesnep answers, now shivering as well. "Hmm, well I know that the Instructor from the big Qanx base we escaped from had a last name called Baskoop. I don't remember his first name... maybe that's him?" The guard replies, unsure. "I doubt it, the Narem Baskoop from the info of Seagol I read said he was the past owner of Seagol, he's probably really old, or possibly dead by now." Wesnep theorizes. "Well, maybe it's one of his parents." The guard suggests. "Probably. The Instructor from our Qanx base is more than likely to be dead by now, so we have no proof." Wesnep sighs. "Look, this isn't helpful at all. So what if it's his mom or dad, that means nothing. It would make sense actually, it would explain why he's so crazy about training you guys. Anyway, unless that Coul Durgoot guy is an ex-Pudt soldier, or the Instructor in disguise, it means nothing to us." The guard blusters out, still mad about Wesnep wasting his time and energy for the laptop.
Suddenly, they hear banging at the opposite end of the dark room. Wesnep slowly creeps over to where the banging is, and bumps into a wall. He feels the wall and touches a knob. He twists it and the wall opens up. When Wesnep realizes it was a door, light and warmth bursts through the door. Wesnep adjusts to the light and sees two police officers and a man in a black suit on the other end of the door. The black suited man begins to speak, "Hello, this is restricted to all hotel guests, we are going to have to-" He's interrupted by the guard hollering at Wesnep, "Run! They know we're here now!" Wesnep punches the black suited man and runs to the cellar door. The guard opens it and escapes.
Wesnep runs as fast as he can, until one of the officers shoots a stun gun at him. Wesnep falls to the ground, paralyzed. "Dang!" The guard yells as he runs back down the cellar door. He comes back down and runs to Wesnep's body. The other officer aims his gun at the guard. The guard removes the stunners from Wesnep's body and begins to pick him up. The officer shoots, and the guard positions Wesnep's body over his. The stunners stun Wesnep once again, leaving the guard unharmed. He removes the stunners once again and rushes out the cellar.
"Don't let him get away!" The suited man screams. The officers and the suited man run to the cellar door, but are too late. The guard quickly locks the door by placing Wesnep's body on and sitting on the door. The guard waits for them to give up pounding on the cellar doors, then runs with Wesnep's body over his shoulder to the inner parts of Goperdale.
He finds a telephone near a Seven Eleven and begins to enter "911", until he realizes it's the cops that are following him. He places the phone back and runs further.
He starts to panic as he looks behind him and sees the two officers and the suited man begin to notice him. He runs faster, and enters an apartment complex. He finds many empty parked cars inside. He uses his elbow to break the glass windows of the closest car, and dumps Wesnep's unconscious body into the car window. He then jumps in through the window and pushes the body aside. He looks beneath the dashboard and opens a panel. He attempts to hot wire the car, and fails after many attempts. He looks back, and the officers are getting much closer. He then gets a piece of metal from underneath the dashboard and tries to use it to activate the key slot. He inserts it in the slot and shakes it. He tries many times until someone from the apartments shouts from their window, "Hey, what do you think you're doing? That's my car!" The guard shakes the metal in the key slot faster, and the engine roars to life. "No! No, wait!" The man starts to yell as he runs out off his apartment.
The guard sets the engine in reverse and steps on the gas. He rushes out of the parking spot and out the entrance of the apartment complex. The officers finally arrive at the scene to see him escape with a stolen car. "Ah, dang it. We need to alert the city, we can't let him get away with this." One of the officers states. He uses his walky-talky and calls the police squad, "We have two men, one with a stolen car, another one unconscious, who have preformed grand theft auto, and possible robbery from the wine cellar in the Goldberry hotel. They are going down Grand Avenue driving a Tia Forte. Catch them quick, we don't know where they're headed off to. Over."
The guard frantically finds an ally way beside two buildings and slowly drives the car into the gap. He parks the car and tries to open the door. The door wont budge, the walls are too cramped up to the car for it to open. He sets the engine in drive again and budges up just enough for the doors to open. He parks again and exits. He walks over to the passenger side of the car and opens the door. Wesnep's body falls out immediately like a dead rag doll. The guard kneels down and slaps Wesnep's face a couple times. Wesnep slowly becomes conscious, opening his eyes slowly.
The guard slaps him one more time and Wesnep yells, "Ow! Hey, quit it!" Wesnep slowly sits up and looks around. "Where are we?" He asks. "Far away from the hotel and the cops, don't worry-" The guard sees a black and white car in his peripheral vision and looks around. He sees a police car scanning the area, then stops when it sees them. "You think you can run?" The guard asks Wesnep. "I think so..." He answers confused. "Good, because we've got company. Run down this ally, I think I see another street." The guard instructs Wesnep. Wesnep slowly gets up and jogs to the other side of the ally.
The guard quickly enters the car again and sets the engine to drive. He slams his foot on the pedal. He drives head on towards the police car and jumps out the vehicle. The car continues to drive forward from inertia while the guard rolls on the concrete on the road. The car slams into the police car still full of police officers, and crushes both cars.
The guard gets up, bloody from the rolling. A single police officer exits the car, with a broken arm, broken rips, a cracked skull, and covered in blood. He takes his gun out of his holster. The guard runs back to the ally while the police officer tries to shoot him. He fires three shots, they all miss before the guard escapes behind the ally.
The surviving officer walks back to the police car and checks if any other officer survived.
He checked their pulse, and found only one other unconscious survivor. He dragged him out of the car and called for an ambulance.
"Holy frick! Why did you do that? Are you insane?!" Wesnep screams at the guard in panic. "Not yet I'm not. I did it because they would have seen my face, and if they see my face, they will know who I am. This is my home town, I live here." The guard explains calmly and slowly, to calm down Wesnep. "I mean, I knew you steal and stuff, but breaking the law and killing a squad police car full of officers?!" Wesnep shouts, surprised. "Look, I told you to run that way. Now lets go." The guard orders him. "What the heck..." Wesnep whispers to himself.
CHAPTER 9
Entry 62, Date: November 17, 1974.
"It's been awhile since I last updated in this journal of mine. Actually, it's been almost five years. Last I wrote, I wasn't working for Seagol. As a matter of fact, I wasn't even working for The American War. I was a citizen, looking for fast, easy money in a corrupt world full of drunken hippies. Now, after being fooled into joining this, should I say war? I don't even know if it's a war anymore. It doesn't matter to me, though. As long as I get my money, I'm fine.
It all started as a war... back in the year 1934, when the richest of the rich became poor, and the average man lost his home and everything he needs to live, and the poor are almost killed. Yes, it's The Great Depression. I was told the truth, unlike most the the idiots who work for me. The 'truth' they were told about the war was that it started in the great revolution, and Britain wanted to do something to the constitution, and America got mad and said no. So they got mad and started fighting America in a secret war called 'The American War'. No, I am sorry to say to anyone who happens to find this journal on the ground next to my corpse a couple hours from now, no. This is all a lie. If you are not Qanx, Pudt, or a Seagol employee, please put this book down, walk away, and never speak a word of this book or it's location to anyone. If you happen to be one of those three, I need to tell you the truth, and that truth is the fact that you are all being lied to.
It all started, like I said, at The Great Depression. There were two men who were very rich, not so rich that everyone people knew who they were, but rich enough. Then, The Great Depression hit. They became poor very quickly, and they started borrowing money and paying each other for jobs. It started out simple, until one of them became greedy. I don't remember if one of them actually did steal from the other one, or if one of them just lied, but one accused the other that they stole their money. He obviously denied, and they started to fight. It started as normal feuding, until both of them were invited into the military at the end of the year of 1938.
They both served in World War two. Upon the end of World War two, they were awarded many medals of honor and their riches were restored. However, their trust of each other was gone due to the conviction of one of them stealing from the other.
They started competing who had the most money. Soon, in the year 1948, one of the two became awfully richer than the other. The poorer one of the two started being friendly to the other one, to try to get in on some of the money. After being denied any of the money for several months, the poorer one started thinking up ideas on how to kill the richer one. The richer one overheard one of his conversations to one of the poorer man's hit men he hired, and started to pay for his own security guards.
The security guard plan failed, and he was shot. The poorer man stole all his money, and was never caught.
The security guards knew it was the poorer man's doing, and they starting building a miniature militia to take him down and have vengeance. This, my friends, is what started, what they call, 'The American War'. It has nothing to do with America, besides the fact that it takes place in it. You've been lied to, comrades. I've revealed to you the truth, after many years of this nonsense of a war, because I can't take it. I feel like a bad person doing this. I'm going to suicide off this mountain when I'm done with these last few paragraphs. Just wait, I'm going to tell you why I feel so bad. This story gets much worse.
Many years after, the poorer man died from old age in the year 1955. The war was still going on even after his death. Many who were hired by the poorer and richer man's miniature armies don't even know why they were fighting. They fight anyways, because of the insane amounts of cash they will receive when and if they win. The truth is, neither side will win. The reason is, because in the year 1958, some fools got the idea to make some money off this miniature war. There was only about six of them, but those six hired more men, who hired more and more men, who all came together and made a fake supplier for the war. They called their fake company 'Seagol'. Yes, Seagol. Seagol is not a real company, well, I suppose now it is. Back then it wasn't.
Anyways, they had about two or three hundred men about to establish the fake Seagol company in the year 1960, and they decided it was time. They chatted to one of the sides of the miniature war, probably the richer side, and said they'd send supplies if they pay an expensive monthly fee. They agreed, thinking the supplies were from the U.S army itself.
They then got an idea, they thought they'd make double the money if they supply both sides with cheap and fake army supplies. So they talked to the poorer side of the mini war, and they agreed to the monthly fee as well. The fake Seagol company was getting lots of cash, fooling the foolish fighters into thinking they were getting official army weapons and supplies.
Early in the year of 1964, Seagol was making a ton of money, and the supplies they were giving were going up in price and quality. Soon, one of the sides decided to give themselves a name. Don't ask me why, not that you can, but one side named themselves the Qanx and the other the Pudt. The Pudt was originally the richer man's body guards, so they were much richer than the other side.
The Pudt decided to turn this mini war into an all-out War in the late 1964, and they set up camp sites in cities all over America. This frightened American citizens, seeing an army base with strange names right next to their daily trip to Walmart. So then Seagol took control and said to the Pudt that they cannot fight or set up camps in cities of America or any neighboring country. The Pudt were mad at first, until Seagol offered a couple hundred thousand dollars for the Pudt to sign a contract saying they may not build or fight in American cities. Soon, Qanx soldiers were sitting in cities waiting to fight Pudt soldiers while the Pudt stood up in the mountains wondering what they were doing down there. Seagol alerted the Qanx about the Pudt's contracts, and the Qanx signed it as well without the need of bribery. Soon, both sides were building camps and bases outside cities, far away from the citizens.
This is where I came in. In the year 1968, I got a letter offering a free trip to the U.S army. I accepted, and in 1969, I traveled to a far off land in America I've never seen before. I knew it wasn't the U.S army, but they offered me so much money if I joined, I couldn't deny. They told me the false story of 'The American War', the story of Britain and the Declaration of Independence.
I trained for two long years and fought many battles versus the Pudt, until the Qanx decided I was worthy and gave me the job of being their new trainer. I didn't like the title 'trainer', so I called myself the 'Instructor'.
After about a year of training Qanx soldiers, Seagol thought I was worthy and gave me the job of being in charge the money and economics in Seagol. After only two months I was promoted to supply leader, then business leader, and soon where I am now. Because of my high stature, Seagol needed me to use a pen name, or fake name. They said it would cause people in the army who knew me less loyal if they knew who I was. So I named myself Coul Durgoot, after my best friend from high school. My job now is to literally keep Seagol from falling apart from the real U.S government, conspiracy theorists, protestors, and many others who are against our fake war. My most recent job as second in command was, with the help of the leader's servant, to order the Pudt to kill these two men named 'Wesnep' and some guard guy who escaped from a recent Pudt attack on a Qanx base. I don't know why those two, but the leader has his reasons. If it weren't for Seagol, this fake war would have stopped many years ago. Because of us, this war continues on. People in that fake war die in vain, just so we at Seagol can get rich in barely an hour. If I had known about this before I joined the Qanx, I wouldn't have ever came.
They had offered me so much money just to join the Qanx, when really the money doesn't matter. Everyone's wallet in both the Qanx and the Pudt all belong to Seagol, so Seagol didn't lose any money by giving it to me. Seagol really is printing money out of nothing, and I really don't know where the Qanx or Pudt get their money from. Maybe some outside source gives each side money for each battle they win, I don't know.
All I know is that for now, I'm the second most powerful person in Seagol. The most powerful, of coarse, being the leader. Even I, with all my power, doesn't know what his name is. Probably in case I do what I'm doing right now, giving away all the information Seagol has worked so hard to keep a secret. All those innocent soldiers, being lied to and dieing for no reason... just so Seagol can get some quick bucks.
Now, I've shared everything I can. When I die in a few minutes, I will not be dieing to give up. I will be dieing because I know... I know that if I kill myself, Seagol will most likely fall from me not protecting it, and because of the fact someone's got to find this journal of mine and reveal the secrets to the fools over in the Qanx and Pudt bases.
I know this because, the leader, the number one force of Seagol, depends on me. Maybe a little too much. So I know if I die, he will be helpless and Seagol will slowly die out. Maybe even faster if someone finds this journal and reveals it all to the Qanx and Pudt. Hopefully, the Qanx and Pudt will join as one to defeat the evil Seagol. All I ask of you, the person who is reading this right now, is please, please do not reveal this book or it's info to the world. The world does not need to know, it will cause too much chaos and the Government will start getting involved, and we both know what'll happen then.
I'm going to jump off the cliff now. Remember me as a savior. My last words being, 'Please let my plan work versus Seagol. Please god, please.'"
-Bolk Baskoop, or as people call me in Qanx, the Instructor
Last Entry.
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