Security Level: Onyx
Mission Codename: Animorph
Agent Log: Spartan-000
Date: 10/27/1998 (3/5/2558 actual)
First contact with the Ellimist was made today. After decades of searching for it, this thing shows up and just freezes time. Yup. That's right. Freezes time. The organic plant protein banana chocolate almond butter milkshake I made myself just floating inches from tongue. Rude. So they freeze time right, and expects us all to just go fight some mysterious war for them on another planet in another dimension in another time? Says it's to save this Iskoort race from extinction. Then instantly teleports all of us to Z-space. And somehow we could breathe and weren't imploding. This is tech far beyond anything I've ever seen. So obviously at this point protocol is nonexistent. Like the tooth fairy. Or my ability to drink without regretting it. Anyway, this Ellimist conjures up an entire training facility out of thin air and says we have to train here for 2 weeks. Now I gotta tell ya, this alien's got some terrible taste in aesthetics, like this thing is hideous. I'm talking 2 girls 1 cup level disgusting. But they clearly understand sightlines, cover, and flanking. We're going to be getting some excellent training here.