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It's been months since I've seen anyone, I do hope that they have been getting my letters, being in this hell of a place, the longer I'm here the more it feels like an extended migraine, I've met a rather dapper scientist with an odd name, so I gave them a new one. The armor seems to be the only thing that stops the voice from scratching at the walls of my mind, I cant recall what I used to look like. I know I can't put the armor on because it would spell destruction for everything, but I'm starting
to think it wouldn't be that...bad? The others abandoned me anyway so why would I care about them? they don't care about me, it's only fair.
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