INK RIBBON // 05
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It would happen this month.
I can't do a damn thing. Even though I know there would be nothing, I still search the desks at the station for... something. I don't even know what I'm looking for. Something about Umbrella. Something about the chief. Anything to confirm my suspicions. It's driving me nuts. I can't stop thinking about it. I've been sleeping a lot less lately too.
I have to stop Umbrella. I have to get home. I just wish I knew where to start.
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Anyone need any help out there?