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	'''Episode 11: DOWN TO THE BONE'''		'''Episode 11: DOWN TO THE BONE'''


	'''[[Benjamin Giraud]]''' (voiceover): (sighs) I was running out of time to catch the freighter to [[Bliss]] and follow up on [[Petra Janecek\|Petra]]'s lead. But I wasn't going to the Outskirts; I wasn't going to take down [[Office of Naval Intelligence\|ONI]]. ''I'' was going to sit here, in between the floor joists of my old bedroom and let all those loose bits of [[lechatelierite\|silica glass]] poke through my clothes and scratch up my skin. At this point I didn't care: the room I used to sleep in didn't even have a floor anymore. The night was pouring in over my shoulders and no matter how hard I tried to disappear into my hoodie, the temperature just kept dropping. I never should've come here. They'd evacuated my neighbors, taken all my things, my stash of money, torn everything down to the bone, and they haven't even left me a hint that I had ever existed in the first place. ONI could erase anything they wanted to.		'''[[Benjamin Giraud]]''' (voiceover): (sighs) I was running out of time to catch the freighter to [[Bliss]] and follow up on [[Petra Janecek\|Petra]]'s lead. But I wasn't going to the Outskirts; I wasn't going to take down [[Office of Naval Intelligence\|ONI]]. ''I'' was going to sit here, in between the floor joists of my old bedroom and let all those loose bits of [[lechatelierite\|silica glass]] poke through my clothes and scratch up my skin. At this point I didn't care: the room I used to sleep in didn't even have a floor anymore. The night was pouring in over my shoulders and no matter how hard I tried to disappear into my hoodie, the temperature just kept dropping. I never should've come here. They'd evacuated my neighbors, taken all my things, my stash of money, torn everything down to the bone, and they haven't even left me a hint that I had ever existed in the first place. ONI could erase anything they wanted to.