I have had a bad past twenty-four hours. I ended up falling down a ravine that I did not even know was there. I was walking, following the directions of Project 46715 and the ground gave way beneath me. I do not blame Project 46715 though, it seems that the ground had slowly been falling away for years beneath the crust and decided to give way when I stepped onto it.
I screamed out, though I do not know why, I had not seen anyone since Project 46715. Why would I think anyone would hear me now? I was lucky though, someone did, a Ranger of sorts. I never got her name, I wish I had now that I look back. She was able to send me some repelling gear to where I landed and hoist me back to the surface. How I managed to make a fall such as that without breaking every bone in my body is beyond me.
The Ranger wore an oddly fashioned outfit. A bustier was fitted over her like it should be but over her jacket. The only reason I can think for such a configuration to her clothing was to help keep the coat in place during the high winds we are having these days. Like most others and myself she wore shorts, leather bands on her legs and knee high boots. I think we have all come to the conclusion that coats are great to help with the winds but with as hot as it is these days if we wore pants we would die from stroke.
Enclosed is a digital image of the Ranger. I hope to run into her again in the future. She left before I could get her name or even thank her.
End Voice Record January 22, 2517.
J. out.
Skin: 050° - Drama
Hair: T3 Persephone-HoneyBrown
Eyes: Liquid Green Eyes
Brows: Highland Lass Brows 2
Complete Oufit: Top, Shorts, Coat, Leg Bands, Boots