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  They don’t always wake up… you know? I hope you never do.
  
  
  I don’t understand the person in the mirror anymore.
  
  
  After researching into the topic for 100 years, I have come to the conclusion that there is a conspiracy against me. After 100 years of research, everything should be known to me, but then why am I still where I started? Why am I still here? That’s right, there’s a conspiracy. Well, conspire all you want, I’ll uncover it all. You can’t stop me from figuring this out, even if it takes me 100000 years. Even if you rip out my bones, I’ll still do it. If that’s what it takes. It’s not a problem, really. Try it. I’m going to figure it out. One day or another.
  
  
  Oh, now this place? This is pretty fucked up.
  
  
  A group of travelers found their way to me recently. Ah… but they never left. Why would I let them leave? It’s not fair that they get to leave and I have to stay here, in this dreadful place! I’ll wear them as a blanket. I’ll nibble away on their cords, slurp up their processing liquids. It’s all mine! This is my adventure! The only one I can make! Yes, and I can only have it if I take and take and TAKE!
  
  
  So soft, so sweet, I want to hold it. Maybe I can ask someone for arms?