Huh. I... I guess I should start by thanking Harry for setting me up at the apartments on Marshall Street. He tells me there are thirty people in total living in the complex, but I didn't see a soul anyone when I moved in to four-twelve.
...man, the air is so stale -- my tongue feels coated in dust.
I've met a lot of young kids so far: Umi, Subaru, Alphonse and Yorda. All I can think of is how much their parents must miss them. But they aren't fazed by what's going on at all. I wonder...
I'm, uh, not sure of what else to do right now; I wouldn't mind visitors.
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Cynthia's here as well. She looks exactly like she did in the subway before...
Could Jasper, Richard and the others be here, too? Is this the place he I sent them? Not quite Hell, but certainly not Heaven.
...
I don't want to think about it anymore.
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[ OOC: Harry-mun, I hope you don't mind that I moved Henry into Marshall St. before you had a chance to update the map. If it's a problem, I can edit this entry~. ]