I've been thinking about just trying to find some saferoom, some isolated place to escape from this fucking thing. I envy the fucking rich boys and gals who fucking brag about their yachts and shit. Reminds me of when I was back in high school and shit, walking by the crowds of girls, gossiping about music artists and shit, and the cocky ass kids, too. It was simpler. Much simpler than having a fucking eldritch abomination staring you the fuck down each night. I'm thinking about finding everyone, trying to form together a small bundle of people, Runners, Fighters, shit like that, and run together, be happy that we actually have family other than some creepy, faceless fucking uncle.
This is Liam, signing out. -Liam