Application / How he got here.
When Kritiker offered me that "mental health vacation," I thought they meant a vacation for my sanity, not from it. I'm pretty sure that this isn't the resort in Kyoto I was supposed to be going to... especially since the airplane they put me in had no windows. And that tea tasted sorta funny. And usually people wake up still on the plane, not in the mud beside a lake with their luggage as a pillow.
If I didn't know any better, I'd say this was all some elaborate scheme to get rid of me.
Or I could just be cursed. I think I'm going with that choice, as my mp3 player appears to be malfunctioning horribly. I did not download anything German. The damn thing is possessed. Except... maybe this isn't a Kritiker plot. Maybe it was Schwarz... I knew those bastards weren't dead! They're like roaches! Zombies! Cat hairs! They just keep coming back!
Note to self: If I start hearing voices again, listen for an accent.
Ugh, this place is creepy. It looks like a summer camp, almost; there's a dock, and little signs with arrows on them (I'm not sure if they're trustworthy, though, since there's one arrow marked 'pain' and another marked 'suffering'). And I think those are cabins off in the distance, but I haven't seen a single person since I woke up. I should probably go looking... hopefully, I'll find someone who speaks Japanese. Or English. Even though my English is terrible. I remember that trip to London with Aya where I accidentally asked the waiter for.... er..... well, that isn't really important right now. Heh.
I wish I could shake this feeling that something is watching me. Good thing my weapons are still in my luggage. (Have claws, will travel!) Maybe I can---uh oh. That isn't a fish in the water, is it? Somebody help!!
...I'm starting to think I would have been better off opting for the mental institution...
If I didn't know any better, I'd say this was all some elaborate scheme to get rid of me.
Or I could just be cursed. I think I'm going with that choice, as my mp3 player appears to be malfunctioning horribly. I did not download anything German. The damn thing is possessed. Except... maybe this isn't a Kritiker plot. Maybe it was Schwarz... I knew those bastards weren't dead! They're like roaches! Zombies! Cat hairs! They just keep coming back!
Note to self: If I start hearing voices again, listen for an accent.
Ugh, this place is creepy. It looks like a summer camp, almost; there's a dock, and little signs with arrows on them (I'm not sure if they're trustworthy, though, since there's one arrow marked 'pain' and another marked 'suffering'). And I think those are cabins off in the distance, but I haven't seen a single person since I woke up. I should probably go looking... hopefully, I'll find someone who speaks Japanese. Or English. Even though my English is terrible. I remember that trip to London with Aya where I accidentally asked the waiter for.... er..... well, that isn't really important right now. Heh.
I wish I could shake this feeling that something is watching me. Good thing my weapons are still in my luggage. (Have claws, will travel!) Maybe I can---uh oh. That isn't a fish in the water, is it? Somebody help!!
...I'm starting to think I would have been better off opting for the mental institution...