Now what?

I am here. Alone.

I am with people, sure, but they are no more a help to me than a knife to the throat.

I am alone and doomed.

I saw Him.

Him.

We met. Yesterday, to be exact.

I read the stories. I watched the videos.

Then we met. He doesn't seem to like me.

I threw a bag at Him. It hit Him as if it had just hit a wall, and He didn't seem to enjoy that too much.

Not at all.

Now here I am.

I have no recollection of what happened yesterday.

I am alone with my own thoughts and they are killing me.

I am pretty sure they aren't the only ones.

I need to get out but I cannot.

No escape.

Well, the end is nigh. That's for sure.

Fuck this shit. I am out. I am going to find out more about this.

Hope to post again soon. Peace.

-AtP