Forced obedience, body parts, starvation... what is this place going to throw at us next?
Not only that, but they reward us for... I don't even know, surviving? It's like we're just all entertainment for somebody's elaborate game. Ugh. I hate this! But I hate complaining about it even more! It's not like it's going to do any good. We've just got to keep on fighting. I refuse to give up.
Well. I'm grateful for getting things from home, I guess. Even if the means of obtaining them is less than pleasant.
[Filtered to Dimitri]
Hey. Are... are you okay?
[[Residents or visitors (lol w-why would you want to visit) might notice that a smallish
painting is now propped up amongst the various "family" photos of 1444 Mitchell Road.]]