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The technology in this place has given me much pause and so much to think about. I wouldn't consider myself a techie by any stretch of the imagination; I've got a more literary mind, I think. Still, perhaps things would have been different if I had come from a later generation. These journal devices alone are advanced far beyond anything I could find in the year I before the back home. The ship itself is a marvel. Since I've been up and about I've taken time to explore when I could, and I know there's rooms here that are a lot bigger than should be physically possible, given the space allotted. The way the ship moves: it looks like we're in space, but there's nothing really separating us from the open air. Does the barge produce its own atmosphere? There's things about the system here that I'd like to better understand, too. Nobody really explained the last time I asked. I think I'm an Inmate. No one's really told me. And I know that guy...the Admiral, assigned a bunch of people together. Inmates with Wardens. Is that what I'm waiting for? A Warden? How long does that usually take? I'd appreciate whatever answers can be given me. --Harold Emory Lauder