I couldn't just leave it like this. An abrupt ending like that? Yea, that's not my style.

It had been about two days from that night. The body was gone and all the incriminating tapes were gone. They... WE were safe. But they haven't spoken to me since that night. They haven't even acknowledged me. I stayed in the backstage room since. I haven't eaten since, but I felt as if I didn't need to. I didn't need to eat, I didn't need to drink, it was great. I didn't even feel bad about what I did.

My arm... was no longer mine. All traces of human flesh were either gone or barely hanging on. It was now entirely metal. It feels much better this way. It was much stronger and wasn't even susceptible to pain. I wonder if I can... possibly 'upgrade' myself further?

I wonder if I could even... upgrade others? After all, they have a disliking towards night guards. They would be perfect. I don't know yet, I need to learn more. I overheard some staff members talking about 'extensions' to the establishment. I could possibly have access to more supplies... more tools.

They wouldn't mind more 'guards' would they? Of course not, I'm doing this for them! I just need to learn more about this place, about the way these parts are affecting me.

The more I know, the better...

To be continued...

It's not perfect, but I'd like to think it's better than before. And yea, maybe it will be continued. Maybe not now, but there's hope. Here's hoping I don't fuck it up again, right?