[b]Murph wanders the planet he is stranded on, for what feels like eternity. He sits on a rock to rest and fiddles with something in his pocket.[/b]
"What's this...?"
[b]He pulls out the data chip Providence gave him so long ago, that he still hadn't looked into.[/b]
"Nothing better to do..."
[b]His eyes change to green as he scans the data. Visions of a red headed female and numbers appear over and over. The numbers seem to blind his vision, repeating louder and louder. He couldn't tell if this was the virus twisting the information, or if this was the intended effect of the data. He collapses, holding his head.[/b]
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