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Chronicles of Tommorow: Echoes from the Future: Ep. 24 People Don’t Change, Times, they do
Recap:
5th June 2355, 9 PM
I am writing inside of what used to be a huge parking lot in front of a departmental store, set up a small tent and settled in for the night. The tent looks more like an igloo, which assumes a hard surface after it is inflated. The wall is coated with protego with its inner lining made from slightly dense alloy of titanium and osmium to shield from radiation. Inside of the tent had a working light, and a small exaust expel out the gases exhaled by the occupants or while cooking food. Food synthesizers are too large to carry for a trip and the portable “nutritious” food paste is too vile for my tastebuds. A primitive variation of that foodpaste or tubefood was used by astronauts in the early years.
We are on our way to the Black Rose’s home, the group of scientists. According to her description, the place was roughly five thousand and four hundred kilometres from Dome city, in the North East, hundred kilometres southeast of the Black Sun’s nuclear…
