You promised we both would be dead that night.

 I need to..


discard of this.


You won't mind do you?


yes.. you won't mind at all.

 I've been terribly clumsy. Too clumsy this time. No.. ... No it will be fine, this can be salvaged. Yes. Yes it can. 

Journal Entry #1

I want to write this down before I forget 
I saw, something, something strange.. Monocre does have his weird habits, which I've gotten used to over the course that I've been working here for. 

Although recently, whenever it's dark and We've only a lantern to spare, he can't help but to just.. Stare at the light coming from the lamp. It's as if his mind goes blank. He freezes up. It's awfully creepy. It takes me a while to shake him back into reality, and when he does he behaves as if it's just another passing moment. 

I hope he is okay. Perhaps he just exhausted at the days end, and, well, I am too. 



 

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