CYBERSPACE TASK FORCE GAMMARANGER (ENGLISH)
As I write this, my barracks in the Station are empty. I've packed all my goods and at this time prepared to go on a trip -- twenty-five years into the past.
When I created the Namrock probe, I knew of the opportunity of something going wrong. After all, no one dared to use a satellite to improve Internet connections. To oversee operations, two of our own were sent into the satellite.
For a while, we were optimistic. There was even a chance of humans going into Cyberspace. Not one of us thought of the danger that would come out.
A week after I oversaw the launch of the Namrock probe, a strange message came over the radio... It was a virus. Not just any virus. This virus, calling himself "Lord Namrock," was actually living. For some reason, it came out of the computer and infected the crew's systems. By some fluke, it also infected the crew.
"Crew," I said, "What's wrong?"
"I want... you...," the voice replied.
"You want ME?" "I want you... dead..."
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