Well, don't that just make you feel like shitDr. X... he said I'd bring a revolution. I think I'll have to live up to his expectations. A revolutionary seeks to fix something that is problematic. This whole place is a problem, I dare say. I'm going to do all I can, either to find a way out, or to fix this contrary world. I'll need someone who can ( Read more... )

Who is going to go to the other side, and who is going to stay here? This information is vital.

[Nikki is writing a few things out. Or maybe drawing. It seems like he's doing it very, very precisely.]

This may be a bad idea, though.

Hm. Should have known better, really, but I guess it can't be helped. I've dealt with grand monsters of human form before, but I can't say I'll be doing anything for this one. I'll stand back and serve as a guardian, I suppose.

I never thought I'd see the day when I could say, with nobody else holding control of my thoughts, "Killing can be

... what was that? That's clearly not my memory. I've got quite a headache right now.

I just hope nobody got my memories.

I had this odd feeling the other day, and I remembered... my brother. I saw him in the classroom, burned to death, remains dressed up like he were a student. And he was seated at a desk.

I don't even remember having a brother, but with that hole filled I can trace accurately where I've come from and where I'm going, historically speaking.

So, what's the deal on this one? Drowning and... oh, hell. And the upside-down writing? Even Dr. X wasn't this damn creepy.

It was the oddest thing. I opened up this box, right? In it was a ringing telephone. Just... a telephone. In a box. Not even connected up or anything. And it was ringingI picked it up, I heard his voice again. "MINDCRIME." I was scared shitless! I thought he'd found me... but it didn't do anything to me ( Read more... )

{post is filtered from mirrors and original residents}I heard what happened ( Read more... )

Okay... what just happened? None of that makes any sense at all ( Read more... )