*quiet and muffled, from across the room*
I can't just stay here. He said anyone able to help...

Oh, who am I kidding. Without my Time Record I'm totally useless. But I can't just not try to help.

*resigned sigh* Maybe they can use me as a battering ram. Or a meat shield.

*the creak of the door opening and closing can be heard before the recording shuts off*

I can't take this any more. This must be a punishment for not being stronger, for not being able to save them all.

This smell...


Would my life not be enough repentance? I suppose not. I must be meant to suffer more before I can finally be able to repay all those I couldn't save.

I wish God would just take me now and have done with it.

What in the world was that? I think I was actually about to doze off...

Does anyone know why it's so cold all of a sudden?



It smells like it did after the attack, when the sprinklers had put out the fire and the finders had managed to get to us. I hate this smell.

I wish I hadn't agreed to come here. It's lonely here without anyone I know.


If only I hadn't been such a coward and stood on that balcony for as long as I did...