[The video snaps on to reveal feed of a classroom. There are three large chalkboards just out of focus in the shot though they have a great deal or writing on them and a few words are distinguishable: COMPASS, CHARON, ZELIEN, PROJECT HEADS.

Any other words are blotted out by a man sitting down within the focus of the camera. His left arm is strapped to his chest in a makeshift splint, though he is using it to hold a mug of some hot beverage (yes hot, even in this heat) and he gives the camera a polite smile that does not quite reach his eyes.]

If I could have a moment of your time.

I was curious if anyone had any idea what we're doing anymore? The more we gain answers, albeit along with more questions, the more uncertain our path appears to become.

Is this because we find ourselves with choices? These 'Great Old Ones' or COMPASS? What to do about the tracks? Who has the most recipes for creamed corn? [The last is a bit sharp at the end.]

We are pawns on a chess board between two forces we do not fully understand and though we have fragments of information, there is no order that yet gives any of us a clear picture as to the intent of one side or the other. Do any of you truly believe that one is our salvation over the other? That the 'Great Old Ones' are going to deliver us from COMPASS or that COMPASS can truly continue to protect us from the threat beyond the campus borders?

Now more than ever we need each other. We need to take inventory of what we have, determine what we need, review what has been done in the past and plan for what we can do going forward.

So I ask you all, does anyone have any bloody idea how the hell we're going to survive this?

[ooc: The Resistance Filter is an IC filter developed to lock network messages away from COMPASS. The password for accessing the filters is hand-waved as being passed word of mouth so any PC in the game can have it and respond!]