Audio Log Excerpt Four: The Ink Thickens (Boltzmann)
I urge all sea-life to remain calm in light of the recent shark reports, I'm fine, I'm not dead. I'm in the same spot, we've just been talking for a while.
It's effects are far reaching, starchy down to its very atomic structure… so say my dear colleague, Boltzmann, the only box jellyfish capable of reading. Lately, she has been using her unique talent to read what I now know to be labels. Labels describe the constituents of the container.
The ocean is full of containers, and it seems, the constituents, the latest being HCFS… but something didn't add up. Boltzmann and I bowed to each other more solemnly than usual, and I was out, covering vast ground, and I'm still staring at the factory right now, actually, doing this recording. Blue ring octopi level security. Forty vats of HCFS an hour, ten of which are placed in [inaudible for 0:12]
In my snoopings I have collected a group of very powerful enemies in my wake, probably not helped by going public.
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