[ Peeta sits on a log with the recorder aimed up. The place looks pretty isolated- the wooded area of Exsilium. His eyes are hooded, and his hands keep folding and unfolding together. He looks thinner as well. He hasn't been in the city since the memory malfunctions ]

I've been thinking about it for a while, and I was wondering...is there anyone who has experience with counseling? [ a lopsided, boyish grin ] It's not the best feeling in the world, knowing you're not in charge of your own head.

[ he shifts for a bit, considering ]


Maybe next time a warning would have served everyone well. [ he's still smiling, but something dark enters his eyes ] Memories aren't the safest things to try to control. 

My name is Adam Jensen, and I've been with the Detroit Police Department and its SWAT division for almost ten years. The last two, I worked as a Private Security Specialist. Earth, 2027, no major deviations.

With that out of the way, I've [ hacked through everything ] read up on past events since the transports started and noticed that the security measures around the compound, the city in general and especially the transport apartments are insufficient; and I think it's in everyone's best interest that we maintain a safe and secure environment for ourselves because I don't think the Initiative gives much of a shit. I'll try and do something about it provided they let me mess around with their precious security systems and joke of a network.

Until I sorted that out, I can at least provide you with an impromptu code I whipped up a little while ago that should make your online communications a tiny bit more secure. Feel free to use it—you just need to download and unpack it, then apply it to any transmission.

>> DOWNLOAD (icarusencrypt.exe)

[ so, using this encryption will make all your private conversations about 25% more unhackable and it will also PING YOU when someone tries to hack through it. On the downside, using it will enable Adam to stalk all the private conversations you apply it to UNNOTICED because hell, he wrote this shit and is still too nosy for his own good. ]

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[ the following is edited in about twenty minutes later ]

addendum;

Is there someone among you who would consider themselves knowledgeable with prosthetics. Or cybernetics. Preferably both.

[ There's a video attached of a rather dark, gloomy place; but after two seconds this thing comes into view, SANS BLADE, of course. Just looking at it, it seems to be made of sleek black metal and moves absolutely naturally... if it weren't for two fingers being locked into rather unnatural positions, like they're dislocated. This'll teach Adam not to do too much weird shit with his hands when he can't be sure if any specialists are around, sigh. There's a low rasp, just two words lacking any emotion, ]

It's stuck.