Airport

We landed in the airport a little bit after the last post and there've been enough "fishy" actions here to fill a pond with trout to last a lifetime. First the "double-President", then the pilot saying we weren't allowed to continue the mission, and now there's a mix-up at the airport. We originally planned on moving in and seiging the plane, but decided it was more prudent to follow them, since they may destroy the map before letting us have it. Aleck, are you here?

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Yes, I am here. I don't really like this whole blogging thing, but it appears to be the best way of contacting you. They locked us both in the airplane when we landed. I managed to escape through the rear hatch, while Vanderdecken12 distracted the guards (there were four of them). Now that I'm out, I managed to find a bit about what's going on. We are to be replaced by three other agents who are to continue on in our place. I was unsure as to why they would be holding us captive, especially since the guards are some of the best soldiers (trust me, they are good guys. And none of this stuff like with Bob. These soldiers have risked their lives for their country, and the President numerous times.) There's some mis-communication going on right now. Wait, I'm getting a closer look at those three "replacements". Two of them I don't recognize, but the third...ah yes. But what's the thing with him? The only things I can remember about him was that he's a hard worker (that's a good thing), and he used to be very seriously ill; nearly died of a heart attack at twenty-six. Since then, he's been constantly advocating healthiness and warning people about the dangers of an unbalanced diet. That could have something to do with the cookie. We'll have to sort this all out, and soon...