[Journal ; Not on the network]
73rd day,
That boy I spoke to a while ago got me thinking. What if this is some sort of controlled experiment? If it is, then what would it's purpose be? A social experiment, basing it's findings on how a group acts under stressed and perilous circumstances is plausible, but doesn't...sit right. And if that jet is any indication...
Perhaps I should try and contact these 'scientists'. I'm sure they know more than I could figure out on my own, and they may offer insight into the situation. Well, if they cooperate, anyhow.
I suppose I've just been worried. I've completely given up on my 'dreaming' theory, which means I must truly be here...and it's quite unsettling. I just hope I'm ab There's a great deal that keeps me occupied, though. Making coats was a good idea, and there are still a number of creatures to study. It's som Speaking of, I should check on America and see how that's progressing. With recent events, I doubt he's found anything, but...
I may be catching a cold. I really should sleep more often.
[Voice]
I suppose that jet means there's civilization somewhere else, hm? It would only make--[The transmission suddenly cuts and switches to text. YEA, she still hasn't figured out how to work these properly, and tends to press things on accident. What are touch screens.]
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Good heavens. These things really are more trouble than they're worth. [Disgruntled sigh.] Well, as I was saying, planes don't exactly fly around on their own. Which would mean there's something else out there besides this mess of a city. It could mean people, or a way out or...something, at least.
Oh yes, now that I'm thinking on it: Does anyone know what's beyond Discedo?