It was peculiar, how they chose the members of the recon team. Out of the seven of us, only one person had any scientific knowledge, and even then, his scope only extended to biology and chemistry--nothing that could possibly assist us in quantum leaping. I'm writing this in my journal, even though I initially thought it to be too dangerous to keep a record, for the sake of my sanity. I don't want people to forget who I am, should something go wrong.

Of course, I was put in charge of the "CONSC", and my first order as chief was to change our elegant acronym into something more important. I chose "The Conscience". Whatever we do find on the flip side of the fray, we can't lose track of ourselves and of our morality. I believe that when man submits to his inner cruelty, he sacrifices the gift of worth we are all given at birth. Innocence plays a key role in who we all are. Should we eradicate our values to let the end justify the means, we slaughter our consciences and lowers our own self worth.

I have seen quells like no other, and I have come back from the brink of poverty to start a new life in America. I didn't want to get involved in something like this, but it is a giving of my wants to maintain the needs of the world; I cannot afford to let this pass me by.

The "port", as they so dub it, is at the bottom of the ocean, just off the west coast. We spent a few days setting up our living quarters before we really began working, and when we actually attempted to infiltrate the tear, we were promptly rejected. It's as if that sullen black streak has a mind of its own.

Silus Newborn

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