☆ eleventh | written

[outwalks]

Soft, sickly, those dashed out of your right minds-there's something you need remember.

Think. Do you know?

[ The journal's camera is obscured. The text's all anyone can see. How suspicious. ]

For those who do and those who don't, ask yourselves: of what are you most afraid?

[ ooc | Backdated to this afternoon. All responses are anonymous unless otherwise noted. ]