Food is now scarce... My vision is blurring from the hunger... I long for freedom, but the oppressive overlords that is the Holderby Hall RA staff prevent it... I need to see my children again... Little Bob is probably 3 now... Time is flying...
As you can plainly see, the October 12th entry has been shortened considerably. I have my reasons. The missing paragraphs will be cleverly inserted into my next few journal entries to throw everyone off
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I suppose some of you are wondering what the last two journal entries meant... It's kind of a long story... one I'd rather not get into
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