Tim's gone. My eye is gone.
Oh, god, what happened? Have I lost everything? I..I have something covering the empty spot now, somehow it's easier to see...But, it's different. I don't know.
We're being kept by...MASC? Something like that. I can't think very well. But how can I type? Oh, Dia...Why Dia? Why am I thinking of her now? I don't know why I think of anything but Timothy. Timothy...
He just disappeared. I don't know where he went. I'm trying everything, everything, to find him again. Somehow...
I will. I'll try. But what can I do? I'm so scared now, Dia. I want...I want you to rescue me. How can you, though? Why do I rely on everyone to take care of me? Why can't I be like Ronald?
No. No. Tim searched four years for me. I'll do the same for him. But, no. How can I? What am I supposed to do? Why am I so confused? What about my Ladies? So many questions...how can I answer them all?
I don't know, Dia. Dia? I hear the voices now. Sybil. Threnody. Something else, I do not know. Nothing. I know nothing...How can I live like this?
I saw something...in the woods. My father. I have sisters, I have a mother. Or do I?
Oh, Dia...Please...don't let yourself into trouble.
Oh god... I read about your eye, I hoped... I hoped he was lying... I... I know how it feels to lose so many things at once. Stay strong.
ReplyDeleteIf you want to talk, you know how to contact me me. I'll listen, as long as I'm alive, I'll always listen. Alright dear?
~Lucas