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LOG 2 - June 11th, 1975

The front door opens as three, clearly exhausted men stumble through with their bags. The tallest one drops his bags with a groan, doubling over.

“Can’t- Can’t believe they made us hike all that way. Bloody hell.” The man says in-between labored breaths.

The bespeckled man pipes up, clapping the tall one on the shoulder.

“Well, look at the bright side, Herr Sniper. At least we made it!”

The shorter man shuts the door, poorly suppressing a shiver.

“Just barely. I’m just ready to tuck in for the night, myself.” The man drawls, starting to shed his hat and jacket.

“Awh, don’t be so pessimistic, Herr Engineer!”

“Now, I told you, there’s no need for formalities, Doc. Call me Charlie.”

“Right, right. Of course, Herr Charlie.” The Medic says, grinning ear-to-ear.

The Engineer, Charlie, rolls his eyes and chuckles. The Sniper stands up fully, grabbing his bags once more.

“Right…where are we supposed to take these?”

“Erm,” The Medic says, looking around at the foyer. “I believe someone was supposed to be here…?”

“‘Whole lot must be asleep, then. Great.” The Sniper growls, his shoulders tensing up.

“Au contraire, gentlemen.” A silvery, disembodied voice speaks, making the three men jump to face the nearest entrance.

The voice’s owner snorts, leaning against the doorway in an all-too casual way. He’s clearly been there for a while, listening to these three banter.

“Not all of us have gotten used to this time zone quite yet. Seems they put you through the metaphorical ringer.” The French man drawls, his balaclava stretching to adjust to the wide smile its owner’s giving the other three men.

The other men deadpan, Charlie going for more of a glare, but it’s hard to tell through the goggles.

“Well, don’t you look pleased.”

“Oh, please, Engineer, I’m about as happy with the situation as the rest of us were, having to trudge up this horrible mountain. I’m just being friendly, non?”

“I think you could be more friendly and show us where the hell we have to go.” The Sniper bristles.

“Yes, I do believe I agree with Herr Sniper, I am also completely exhausted!” The Medic says, still as chipper as ever.

The French man stares at the doctor for a moment, before shaking his head and turning on his heel, heading down the hall. “This way, then.”

The others pick up their bags and follow around the corner.

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An older woman, possibly nearing her 60s, sits in a large, extravagant leather chair. She’s surrounded by dozens upon dozens of glowing computer screens. She dutifully watches over each screen like a hawk, occasionally taking a large drag from a cigarette, the smoke filling the office, making it feel suffocating to anyone except her.

Well, anyone except her and her assistant. The mousy woman cracks open the door behind the older woman, the dimly-lit room being bathed in a yellow glow. The older woman sighs, annoyed by the interruption. She barely even turns to acknowledge her assistant, still ever-focused on the screens in front of her.

“Yes, Miss Pauling?” The old woman spat, her voice full of a thinly-veiled annoyance.

The younger woman, Miss Pauling, adjusts her glasses and closes the door behind her. She then begins to flip through the papers in his clipboard, approaching the chair.

“Sorry to bother you, ma’am, but I wanted to update you on the new hand-held cameras for the Snowfall base.”

The old woman sneers, “Please tell me they didn’t get lost in transit again, Miss Pauling. Otherwise, I’ll have to-”

“-Actually, ma’am,” Miss Pauling interrupts. “The new cameras have gotten here a week early.”

“Oh. Good, that means we’re right on schedule.” The old woman adds, pleasantly surprised.

“Correct. Also, the rest of the mercenaries will be arriving on-base today. We were just waiting on the..” Miss Pauling pauses, checking her clipboard. “The Medic, Engineer, and the Sniper.”

“Ah, yes. I assume they’ve gotten their full paid leave?” The Administrator asks, taking a long drag of her cigarette.

“Yes ma’am, they have.”

“Excellent. Hopefully we’ll have no further incidents regarding them. You may go, Miss Pauling.”

“Thank you, ma’am. Oh, and- One more thing?”

“Yes, Pauling?”

“I left a new pack for you in the right-hand drawer this morning.”

“I saw, Pauling. Thank you.” The woman dismisses with a wave of her hand.

“Of course, Administrator. Good night.” “Good night, Miss Pauling.”

With a brief flash of yellow light and the squeak of the metal door, Miss Pauling left. The Administrator smiled to herself, leaning back in her chair.

Finally, all’s going according to plan.

#SNOWFALL LOGS #A Droning Buzz

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