We can finally rest now, but I will not let my guard down. Even the sounds from outside seem to be muted. It is the quietest around twilight, as the sun sets or rises. Maybe because of the shifting light?
Time to go through the backlog of mail.
The hope for humanity lies in the light of the survivors.
Be safe, and watch your six.
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