Continue to do your job properly
From Create Your Own Story
"Dear journal, my arms are sore, my throat is hoarse, and I can barely see out of one eye. I tried to make a mask out of a stick and a rock, but my efforts ended in failure. I managed to process another two bodies, but seriously, fuck this shit. I'm thinking of leading a rebellion against Brody, and taking over this camp. First act of official business will be that I will not have to breath in lye anymore, and that Brody will be kicked the fuck out."
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