Moreaux, Signing Off Pt. 2 of 4

Offline User: Where did you go...  What do I do with 105 people?  I'm not fit to do this.  There are too many holes that I have yet to figure out and we're running out of time.  The reconnaissance team eliminated three threats imposing as fallen comrades.  There is no chivalry in this war.  We do not have the advantages of trickery like they do, yet something about this entire scenario, this entire course of events has changed me.  I feel antsy, but that feeling isn't as strong.  I almost feel ready to accept my fate.  I'm tired of maintaining the workings of the facility.  What do I tell the hard working men and women?  Who and where is Alastair?  What salvation can he offer?


C:\Cartridge 097234\log\outliers\120231131

Results: 4 found outliers: 

e4 e6, d4 d5 

In coordinates: 48°51′12″N 2°22′6″E

e4 e6, d4 d5 

In coordinates: 48°51′12″N 2°22′6″E

e4 c5 Nf3 d6 d4 cxd4 Nxd4 Nf6 Nc3 a6 Bg5 e6 f4 Qb6 

In coordinates: 40°39′51″N 73°56′19″W

? ? ?

In coordinates: 35°41′N 139°46′E

Offline User: The first two is here, the remnants of a lost resistance.  The girl Corliss mentioned that they were in a large group before, a government.  We are not alone and perhaps maybe that is why I feel weaker.  Perhaps a part of me feels like there is somewhere better off to go to and that I have failed all of these people.  What can I do?  One of the lookouts gave me something today.  It is an antique article, a weapon of sorts that relies on basic primer striking, with it he gave me a bag with three bullets, untested, but polished so carefully that I could see my reflection warp and merge within the background.

Offline User:  The Section 08 Clandestine document that Corliss provided gives clues to how the change in the Earth surface began.  If  35°41′N 139°46′E, the mysterious location now known as Nippon Atlantis, was the first location that the crystals came from, perhaps it holds some sort of key, perhaps there is a hive of sorts for the Tainted.  

Offline User:  The real mystery now is the encrypted third outlier from the log.  I assume it is Alastair, the man that spoke with me a while back during my terminal scans.  The coordinates do not add up, something continually shifts the location of the signal, as if the place Alastair is from is on a moving surface...