I am so happy today because real men found my buried diary, and they deemed my knowledge and weapon important for humans, so they saved me. They translated my code in the diary and decided it was important to save me and the weapon. The aliens almost allowed me to leave with no death on either side. I guess they also want peace sometimes. I am so happy to be breathing free air, hear real human voices and do anything I please without worrying about who would stop me. The soldiers tell me they are from the northern army, which is a few days away from here, and they are only a scout group. I know that you, my dear diary, have missed me, but I am so tired after being social around real people. I will sleep now and then tell you more soon.