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We have been up and out of pack early. Knox had arranged for cars to take us to the nearest airport in plenty of time for our flights. We had a chance to check in, and then grab some breakfast. Plenty of coffee was going to be needed today, I think. I had not slept well last night, constantly going over in my mind the plans for the mission. It may turn out completely different to what we had planned, and may go smoothly, but from everything we had heard about the Crimson Night Pack and their Alpha, I had a sinking feeling that was highly unlikely. I had more chance of winning the lottery, I think. This is the first major mission I have been solely in charge of that Knox has not been by my side, so there is that added responsibility. But I feel more responsible because of the fact this in