Allen Walker (
whiteblackknight) wrote in
animus_network2012-11-01 02:11 pm
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Night [Text]; every heartbeat comes closer...and blacker...
Hello there.
This is Allen Walker.
No monsters at the terminal anymore. That's a relief. I don't really know how long that went on. It feels like forever. Even though I was not involved, I could see it everywhere. How people were becoming monsters. Literally.
And as the days went on, I thought I could become one at any time, too.
I can always just put down here that anyone could find me on the thirteenth floor if they needed me. But I think that's becoming less and less of a likelihood with every passing hour. I feel as though I need you. Not the other way around.
I may have come to a new place for some reason, but nothing has changed in all actuality.
This is Allen Walker.
No monsters at the terminal anymore. That's a relief. I don't really know how long that went on. It feels like forever. Even though I was not involved, I could see it everywhere. How people were becoming monsters. Literally.
And as the days went on, I thought I could become one at any time, too.
I can always just put down here that anyone could find me on the thirteenth floor if they needed me. But I think that's becoming less and less of a likelihood with every passing hour. I feel as though I need you. Not the other way around.
I may have come to a new place for some reason, but nothing has changed in all actuality.
