Information about Personal Intel: Season 1 from San Francisco named Dark Matter Shtako.
Frontier Transmission of Targus Piq
It’s me, Targus. Wait.
We have been scouring San Francisco for arktech for the better part of seven years, and you know we could go weeks without seeing a breathing soul. The last few days, there have been Dark Matter soldiers everywhere.
I gotta do this quick, Loma. I doubt I’m gonna get out of this shtako.
They’re clearing this place like an old Earth rainforest. Whatever is in their way: Dead.
Loma, you’re probably the only ark hunter I never screwed out of any tech. I don’t have much, but whatever is at my place is yours.
They got a goddamn giant mech marching around out here, squashing every damn thing. It’s only a matter of time before they see me.
Awww, shit. This is it, Loma. I don’t know why I never told you this. I’ve always loved you.
You will regret coming here.
