memory file 20.8.92: dom director’s office

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Location: DoM director’s office. Present: J. Crane. Crane holds a small mirror, which emits a thin, barely perceivable voice.]

CRANE: What did I say about using this line?

[UNKNOWN]: You’ve ignored my owls.

CRANE: Because I said the same about sending owls.

[UNKNOWN]: Then I don’t know how else to get your attention.

CRANE: You have it.

[UNKNOWN]: I can’t – this can’t keep going on.

CRANE: What are you talking about?

[UNKNOWN]: What’s happening here. It can’t keep doing this.

CRANE: Are you questioning the operation?

[UNKNOWN]: I’m questioning the wisdom of continuing with our asset.

CRANE: Do you have a better wsy?

[UNKNOWN]: You don’t know what’s – you don’t know what they’re asking me to do.

CRANE: That’s right. I don’t.

[UNKNOWN]: You don’t know what’s happening here.

CRANE: I’m glad you’ve learned how it works. Carry on.

[UNKNOWN]: J-

CRANE: This line is closed.