Rorschach's Journal. Date unknown. :
Three days ago, found myself in strange bar. Seems like underworld, but different. There are crooks and normal civilians.
I think I'm dead. Dr. Manhattan fried me. Perhaps was better than living in corrupted world? Think underworld might be literal.
Also, bar is a real setup. No bartender, but gives food and drink. Asked for new journal and was given one. Good deal.
Thoughts: If in literal underworld, might see other masks again. That would be nice.
There is a man lurking in the shadows of the bar today. Black pants, brown trenchcoat (complete with what appears to be a rather large bloodstain), mask that looks like an ink blot test and a stylish hat to boot.
Unlike the rest of his time in the bar, Rorschach isn't completely obscured by shadow. Instead, he's hovering half in and half out of a dark corner, writing in a small journal.
He seems rather focused.
[ooc: post-canon Rorschach, here to play. The mun makes no promises on how long his voice will stick around, but by all means have at.]