"December 19th, I think- Morning? Ish?Yeah. Okay so. Right now I'm just tryin' to sort eeeverything out. I'm pretty sure I've used this thing to record before, though I'm fucked if I know why.

  I'm starting to think I might just be fucked in general. I have no idea what's going on. I've been through some shit. But waking up in the middle of a frozen wastend with some chick I've never seen before on my back? Yeah, that's a new one by me. In service of figuring out what in the hell is going on here I thought going over it out loud, having something to go back over ter, might be good. And the recorder was right there in my jacket pocket! Way old school. So that's this. It's for me, so hey me! How's it like being in the future where I'm hopefully not freezing my ass off?

  Well, the basics seem to be right where I left em- I haven't forgotten who I am or anything, but I figure I should put em here just in case that goes out too. That, or for whoever finds our bodies if we freeze to death out here.

  Well, My name's Niko- Nikoi Nyamaa if you find me dead and need to tell my next of kin or something. I'm from West Astor, and st I can remember, I'm a debt contractor under one Med Wen- old gnarly bastard.

  Like I said, I've got a passenger, which I'm less than buzzing about. No clue who she is, and she's out cold. That can't be good. I was lugging her around on my back when I woke up- don't ask how the hell I managed that. Eugh, that actually sounds pretty bad for me now that I say it out loud. I swear it's nothing shady I just... I mean, I can't just leave her here, right?

  Can I?

  Nah.

  She weighs next to nothing, though, so it's not like she's slowing me down. I'm managing that just fine on my own. There's all this *crap* in my face. Little glowy numbers in the corners of my vision. I can't see shit. Giving me a damn headache. Makes the whole walking in a straight line thing a lot harder than it needs to be.

  I have no idea where I am. I turned right around when I came to, figured I was best off retracing my steps, even if I can't remember 'em. A few minutes of the coldest walk of my life didn't help jog my memory, so here we are. At least if this shit doesn't stick around I'll have a record this time."