So.
Sounds like I missed out on most of yesterday which, apparently, everyone was having fun all around. A shame, really.
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Barely even two days have passed. But I was back in Cardiff for weeks. The hell is up with this City? Weird thing is, I couldn't even remember much of this place when I went back. felt like.. Iunno, a dream or something.
Doesn't matter much though.
Could have died back home, again, and here I was wanting it. But it never came. An alien that doesn't want to eat dead flesh. A creepy-arse night traveling show leader who needs the 'last breath' of a person. Well, got no air on me.
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And I really don't want to know why this place is trashed. Anything that involves Jack leads to way too much information.