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[Filter: Friends, somewhat hackable]
How quickly the dark shows itself. Ever since I met that pianist with the black glasses, I've been having strange dreams. Sometimes, I hear his voice clearly, and at others, it feels as if some part of me fights him away. It must be because of what happened when I met him. I'm sure of it.
And the rest of this is no more reassuring. A mass, widespread bout of madness... it has not struck me, at least. It came without warning, but for this island... I'm not surprised.
How quickly the dark shows itself. Ever since I met that pianist with the black glasses, I've been having strange dreams. Sometimes, I hear his voice clearly, and at others, it feels as if some part of me fights him away. It must be because of what happened when I met him. I'm sure of it.
And the rest of this is no more reassuring. A mass, widespread bout of madness... it has not struck me, at least. It came without warning, but for this island... I'm not surprised.