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broken, you need only find his weak points and apply pressure. First and foremost let's review here. Eight weeks ago a small object entered our atmosphere at speeds defying all known aviation physics as we know them. Upon entry, the object appeared a hundred miles off the coast of Southern California, reducing its speed to a complete halt and remaining stationary."
     
    "The objects radar signature then began to expand instantaneously while still holding a stationary position. Our vessel, the U.S.S Solitude was first on scene, confirming the presence of this pyramid now on the ocean surface. Out of nowhere this small object came to Earth and turned into a pyramid on the ocean surface. Reports say it's almost twice the size of Egypt's Great Pyramid, and composed of an unidentified crystal like material." The mysterious man continues using subtle hand signals.
     
    "Sir, is there no word on the composition of the structure?" One of the soldiers asks.
     
    "None so far. The entire area has been sealed off by our military, including airspace as we are trying to keep a lid on this thing. We are the only government currently having any dealings with the pyramid. I've talked to the President and we've discussed our plans to evaluate this objects threat level to the National Security of the United States of America."
     
    "On first approach of the object the assumed entrance seemed to be open. First excavation team infiltrated and determined autonomous delivery as no signs of life were found inside. Inside the main chamber our team reported unknown markings, similar to hieroglyphics and a cylinder shaped centerpiece standing eight feet high. The cylinder has twelve rings, with each moving right or left, designed to line up under a center marker, similar to a modern day combination lock."
     
    "Each ring has a thousand symbols on it, making twelve thousand total. Our combination specialist is saying that not knowing the meanings of the symbols associated with the language has produced a stalemate and for weeks now this pyramid has sat silently waiting for Mr. Morgan. Gathering the top minds in the fields necessary to evaluate this extra terrestrial object was our first agenda. Leading archeologist Tyler Morgan is brought in based on his extensive study and ability in deciphering ancient languages."
     
    "Late last night Mr. Morgan somehow manages to break into the pyramid site undetected and unlock the cylinder using the mysterious combination for the twelve rings. We believe Tyler retrieved an unknown object we have codenamed The Payload. He then steals a military speedboat and makes it back to the mainland of San Diego. He is gone for five hours until he is apprehended returning in the stolen boat. After a thorough search nothing of interest is found, so at this point we know he took something from inside the cylinder object."
     
    "He then dropped the object codenamed The Payload, off somewhere not far from the shoreline and was then apprehended and is now sitting one hundred feet down the hall. Would you say that about sums everything up gentlemen?" The aged man's presence is daunting as the soldiers take in the current events.
     
    "We also know he made a transmission to someone from the ship just before acquiring the boat to the mainland. Mr. Morgan has encrypted the transmission so at most it will take us twelve to sixteen hours to get the information." One of the soldiers adds.
     
    The aged man stares at the soldiers for a moment shaking his head. "You can't write shit this good, for God's sake, we are the United States government. FUCKING FIX THIS NOW!" The mysterious man's tone escalates as he throws his drink into the fire.
     
    I hear the car come to a stop at Super Burger, a place Angela and I have loved for years now. A small building, family operated, not quite a sit down diner, definitely not fast food, where the staff knows your name by face, sharing your experiences in life, a friendship even. I sit in the parking