I'm alone.
The sole occupant of Raritan Valley National Laboratory.
The last guardian of Project Splinter.
What am I to do now?
Shall I follow?
Pursue?
Into certain death?
I cannot.
Despite my solitude and isolation I know that I won't always be.
I must learn.
Adapt.
Like Dr. Railly once said, not every caterpillar becomes a butterfly.
Hello?
Is anyone there?
What am I protecting?
My life?
This mission?
Is it more valuable than these marauders who search merely for food and warmth?
Without a purpose here
am I not better?
Have I become just another savage?
I am no longer alone.