Rorschach's Journal. August 6th.
So this is how friendship is rewarded, here. People are sacrificed for the benefit of those they trusted. Those who have even the slightest inclination toward evil become soulless monsters. And those who are not sacrificed for power are cast aside as chaff.
I only wanted to help. But this is not the first time I have been ignored.
Am beginning to see how it is. Now that I have been ... "fixed" ... I am not needed. No longer a project, a toy to dress up and teach manners to.
I wonder, if he had the chance ... would he have sacrificed me, like others did? Perhaps I was right.
Perhaps Walter Kovacs should have remained with Blair Roche, after all. There is no place for either of them in a world like this.
[there's a short vigilante in a trenchcoat and a mask skulking the hallways. he probably won't acknowledge you unless you do something to make him, today]