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Story: Diary of an Anonymous Detective. (Found at the Penrose roadside motel, near the U.S. military base known as Area 51. August 17, 1973) In these days, living as a private detective in the underworld doesn't make me rich, but at least it keeps me with one foot in the real world and the other in the subworld of the darkest secrets. I'm sitting behind my worn-out wooden desk in my office in this nameless city. The sun hides behind the ramshackle buildings, and the evening fog begins to cloak the streets with a dark shroud. Suddenly, a package has arrived at my door. There's no sender, just a box with a letter, reports, and a wad of bills that could even make the toughest guy hesitate. But I'm not someone who's easily impressed. I open the letter and read the words within: "Dear Detective, I know you wonder who I am, but that's not important. What matters is the mission I have for you. Along with this letter, you've received information about Area 51, a place loaded with mysteries hidden to the world. I want you to investigate the Roswell incident. That event has been shrouded in lies and deceit, and you must uncover the truth behind it. What you'll find will astonish you, and if you have the necessary courage, it will change you forever. In exchange for your valuable investigation, you'll find another generous sum of money waiting for you at the end of the road. Be aware that it won't be easy. In Area 51, you'll face dangers you can't even imagine. The clock is ticking, and the world needs answers. Are you willing to take this path and discover the truth hidden in the shadows? The decision is yours, detective. Signed, A Friend in the Shadows" The choice is clear, and it's not a decision to be taken lightly. Area 51 is a place surrounded by enigmas and a veil of conspiracies darker than the night itself. But that bundle of bills has a powerful argument in its favor. I accept the assignment. I've rented a room at the nearest motel to the base, where the shadows and secrets are as thick as the smoke from my cigarette. I spend the nights investigating, listening to rumors in dusty bars, and trying to gather any clues that will lead me to the truth behind the Roswell incident and what's really happening at the secret military base. The darkness of the night is my ally, and my detective instinct is my guide. I don't know what I'll find in that forbidden place, but I'm willing to uncover the truth, even if it means facing an enemy more powerful than any city gangster. In this Nixon era, in this forgotten corner of the United States, my fate is sealed...
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