I've realized I never actually wrote out a will before, and considering the circumstances...well, always did wait until the last moment for everything.

Luckily, this'll be brief. 

To Rachael in Seattle, I never removed you as my primary beneficiary even though we've been separated for a few years. Sorry to get you roped into all of this, but hey, life insurance pays out triple if you're killed by an on-site accident. Consider it a monetary reward for putting up with me for so long. 

Willy, you've already got all my stuff in storage, do with it what you wish. Please take care of Chalmers, you're really the only other person he will tolerate.

And to whomever finds this message, please disregard the following if you a member of the state or federal authorities:

Part of the fun of working in a remote mountain testing facility is all the experimental gadgets and weapons the lab boys will drag out and promptly break, lose or just plain forget about. Inside the first testing house there is a large iron safe, the combination is attached to this note. If there are any more rotten fleshbags wandering around by the time you read this, send at least one of them back to hell courtesy of Micky. 

