I'm starting to think I'll never get off this island. To date, it has been 455 days since I landed here. I know they are getting closer to finding me, but I have to think that it is a lost cause. My filter is no longer effective at keeping them at bay and I've lost my bearing to accurately know where to keep running.
I can only hope that the Murky realm remains intact as a stronghold against musical mediocrity.In the coming months as I travel further away from the standard (and monitored) lines of communication, I may be attempting to communicate with machine tones and scrambled phrases. They will make sense in time. I wish you success on your mission as well.