Is anyone feeling up to coming with me to collect firewood? I understand there's been a bit of the flu around, so i won't ask anyone who feels under the weather to come with, but it would be nice to have company and another pair of hands.

If you have suggestions on where to look for wood or something to chop it with, I'd be glad to borrow those

Everyone seems to be treating this like a curse. I, on the other hand, feel blessed.

I won't change, no matter how hard I try.

I was expecting more nightmares last night, but my dreams were blank.

I wish this could last, but...

It feels too good to be true, so it won't be, not for long. Isn't that how life works?

It took a few days, but the things he showed to me are coming back.

I saw Bob's murder again. Just like I saw it when I went to his cubicle on the day I found out, on the day things started changing. This time, though, it was vivid, detailed, prolonged. I woke up covered in cold, stinking sweat, gasping for breath.

I wish I wasn't so happy about him ( Read more... )

[As the image focuses, a nondescript-looking young man wearing glasses and a gray pocket t-shirt is seen up close, clearly fiddling with the PCD with some growing understanding as to how the device works. With a mildly discontent look on his face, the man places the device on some flat surface. It is now seen that the man is sitting in a small ( Read more... )