"God was good enough to let someone as wretched as me lie. To be allowed as a wolf among his sheep, is the highest honor."
NAME: ARINA PUSHKIN
ALIASES: N/A
DATE OF BIRTH: [ERROR]
PLACE OF BIRTH: RUSSIA
HEIGHT: 5'11"
WEIGHT: 164 lbs
IDENTIFYING MARKS: Pale complexion, almost white hair, monotone voice, perpetually tired eyes.
FAMILY STATUS: [NULL]
CIVIL RECORD:[REDACTED]
PSYCHOLOGICAL REPORT: Memory Replacement administered by [DATA EXPUNGED]
CURRENT ASSIGNMENT:
ANTICITIZEN, PRESUMED DECEASED
RELATIONSHIPS
█ - Friend | █ - Friendly | █ - Acquaintances | █ - Mild Grudge | █ - Disgust | █ - Enemies |
It didn't take much deliberation to put you down. The mission was decided the moment you coughed, brother. Goodbye.
█ Potential Clients:
Just more meat trying to get help. They're buying the helpless scientist bit for now.
█ Scientists [KIA]:
You were most unfortunate to fall into that biomass.
█ Desperado:
We have that time and date.
█ DREADED ILLNESS:
M Y L U N G S B U R N W I T H T H I S R O T
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