[i]In the morning I will have to try and destroy that bunker, or at the very least sabotage it... What else can I do? Live here and let them find me or strike out at them, destroy the cylinders and put that ammunition to use.[/i] Kyle ponders, realizing his lose-lose situation as the bunker stands proudly and the old monster looms, [i]I'll end up dead or imprisoned no matter what I do. Let's hope one of those cylinders has schematics to that thing, or something else that can help me.[/i] With that thought Kyle clears up his dinner by throwing the leftovers down the cliff just below the landing platform and washing up the crockery & cutlery, putting them away in the building's kitchen before retiring to the machine and the information on it. 

[i]Maybe a few accidents will slow them a bit... sabotage the purpose and you've stopped them for a while, it could be a supply post so maybe bury the cargo? No that's too conspicuous. Then again losing that thing would be conspicuous too... If I could look at it then I might be able to disrupt it...[/i] Kyle contemplates as he looks through the records and forms on the cylinders relating to the bunker with ideas running through his head which seem impossible to survive let alone escape undetected on his own. [i]I'm not escaping it, unless I get the blueprints to the place I'm either dead or discovered.[/i] With the last realization Kyle drops onto a nearby sofa in a state of dread for what could be ahead.