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.