Jemuzu's voice: It's cold... So fuckin' cold... No use in bringing my sword to this place... It would have been stuck inside it's sheath... I wouldn't be able to get it free quick enough... Who makes a base in Antarctica? Why?... I guess if ya wanna fuck a yeti it's a hot local, but if I saw a yeti now... I think I'd kill it for it's coat... But there are fewer voices here and I don't know why... but a part of me... Feels like I'm home...

June 23rd 2002... United Nations Antarctic Research Facility...

Two men in thick sweaters and snow pants sit on stools staring at each other across a small...