November 29th. That's when I found myself here.

I can't believe it's only been about three months. But I said that about one month, too.

Counting is... kind of depressing.

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Funny, the more I sleep the worse I feel.

It'd be nice if the room stopped spinning...

[a sigh] Guess this confirms it.

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I've been having this feeling of foreboding ever since we've started to find clues about this place. It's that part of my mind that tells me to not go down a certain hallway, to check my ammo, to... just be careful.

Not that I put a lot of weight into it, but... I just hope I'm overly paranoid.

... I can't believe I've only been here a month. A little over that, but still ( Read more... )

Christmas... the only thing that feels like Christmas is the cold. My hands feel like ice.

I doubt Santa will show up in this place... but Merry Christmas, everyone.

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Good job, everyone! If you happened to get hurt, please come see me. I'll be around. Even if it's a little cut, make sure it gets treated. You never know with this place ( Read more... )