The heavy ominous footsteps of the Big Daddy haunt my dreams as I desire to possess the genetic gold of their wards. I've been in this aquatic mausoleum for days and everyday I feel I'm drawing closer to close freedom or closer to madness. Three days since the plane went down, three days since I've elected to begin the shedding of my humanity for the thrill of the splice. Give me a few more days here and I'm sure even God would bow down to me. What good was my body before? It was weak, fleshy and vulnerable. Now I command electricity and set any foe ablaze with the snap of my finger.
Just give me a few more days; I just need some more Adam. You will see what I can become, whether you choose to join me or fear me, I have not yet made up my mind.
I have to agree with you on this one I could not stop playing either!
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