Note: I'm so sorry! I should have had chapter three up by now, but Real Life has been a bch. I appologise. Lots of stuff happening. Had to have knee surgery yesterday, and despite the warnings of 'stay off it for a week', I'm going on vacation up north next week. Meaning no updates after this one until the 5th. And this one isn't even a real chapter, just a few 'journal' (Guy slang for diary) entries. I'm so sorry, but it's all I could get out for now. I can promise that I'll still be writing while I'm gone, so I'll just have to type what I finish and upload after I get home.

Disclaimer: If I owned Digimon, we'd have more/longer seasons and more seasons with out favorite characters.

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Day 123,

I never use to write, you know. I was always the one who found better things to do. I kind of wish I did write before, now. It's a great way to let out your emotions without knocking someone into the wall.

James 'got rid of' one of the other 'workers' last night. He got too old for this place, according to James. My guess is that he was either sold or killed… and though the former isn't that good, I hope that happened. He can't let him go into public, cause then he'd tell about this place. Prolly what'll happen to me…slave until I die.

Day 584,

I've read through this journal. It seems I repeat myself quite a bit, and don't notice when I write. Maybe I have a memory problem. Maybe a tumor that will spread quickly and kill me soon. I'm too much of a coward to take my own life. Go figure. I save the world by going against a fallen Angel and his minions, and I'm afraid to kill myself.

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Endnote: This is it till the 5th of July. Again, I'm sorry. I do, though, promise a few chapters between the 5th and 7th, and more to come quickly after that.