Entry 01
Purgatory.
Is this some sort of farce? Fire, smoke--This is no Purgatory, but very nearly the notion of Hell that has been instilled into us.
I suppose that I should not have been expecting anything gre
This is to be eternity, then?
And what is this contraption?
Private to self // Unhackable
His voice is silent, his presence beyond my conscious grasp. Is he still here? Have I managed to escape him in death?
The last time I believed that I was free of him...
Only time will tell.
Lisa. Lucy.
My soul, it appears, was beyond redemption.
Is this some sort of farce? Fire, smoke--This is no Purgatory, but very nearly the notion of Hell that has been instilled into us.
I suppose that I should not have been expecting anything gre
This is to be eternity, then?
And what is this contraption?
Private to self // Unhackable
His voice is silent, his presence beyond my conscious grasp. Is he still here? Have I managed to escape him in death?
The last time I believed that I was free of him...
Only time will tell.
Lisa. Lucy.
My soul, it appears, was beyond redemption.