We stopped by the Paradox office today. Not to find or get anything. Just for nostalgia’s sake I guess.
I don’t think nostalgia’s really the right word, but it’s the only one I got.
You guys really didn’t change anything, it seems. My office is just how I left it. Ray’s plant and frog cup is still there. The emergency supplies haven’t been touched at all, which is a good sign to me. And that stupid locked door is still locked.
If the circumstances were any different, I’d love to be back there.
I gotta say though, the wall that’s surrounding the office now is a bit odd. Coronum normal, I guess, but still very suspicious. That metal doesn’t look… earthly? It looks like some sort of cobalt, which… you know. Odd thing to make a wall of.
There is a list of archived files deep in one of the drawers in my desk. I don’t think anyone else has seen them. If you’re seeing this Shae, I’m sorry for keeping secrets. I don’t know how much those files will help you, if at all. But they’re there for you to read.
I left flowers on your desk.
Lynn Allemond-Redford