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Date: Wednesday, January 3rd
Time: 11:44 AM
I've left my life on the surface behind to live in this underwater city. Rapture, the place where nightmares are born. Or so they say. Hopefully, no one from my old life will ever find me here. Dunno' why they'd come anyway.
In other news, what got me to come down here is that someone apparently got the bright idea to rebuild this place and run the horribly mutated original inhabitants out. Propaganda all over the place says we're doin' 'em a favor by puttin' 'em outta' their misery. Maybe... Just maybe...
Nicholas Wilde
Time: 4:47 PM
Got settled in my new place. Still smells like blood in here. Heard the original owner of my pad was murdered in his sleep after his teenage son went splicer. Hear stories about the prior inhabitants of the city like that all the time. Rapture, where nightmares were born, is right...
Gonna' give this new pad a thorough scrubbing with the bleach and start burning some incense candles. Maybe drown out the scent 'til it fades on it's own.
Nicholas Wilde

Date: Friday, January 5th
Time: 10:27 AM
Met my employer, fella' introduced himself as James Fisk. Seems like a nice guy, got me set up with a new name and moved me into some place that don't smell like blood. Joy for the small victories in life. On the other hand, he's gonna' have me fitted for one of those tin-cans they stuffed guys into to make Big Daddies. I don't care for that thought one bit, then again, I've talked to a few guys who claim to be "new Big Daddies" and they seem normal to me. Wait and see, I guess...
Nicholas Wilde is no more, time to officially start my new life...
Rennart DeWitt

Date: Monday, January 8th
Time: 9:12 AM
Can't be too long writing this. Gotta' help with a leak in Sector 27-Alpha. Turns out those fears were unsubstantiated. Yeah it's the same armor-plated dive suits that Big Daddies used to use but none of that gene therapy and mutating bullshit was done to us. We're still just ordinary guys underneath. Fix shit and fight off splicers. Not the greatest job in the world but we get to keep whatever goodies we find on the bodies of those spliced-up retards...
Rennart DeWitt

Date: Thursday, January 11th
Time: 12:42 PM
I hate slow days... Too much time to think. At least when I'm fixing leaks or fighting splicers, I can distract my mind by focusing on that task. I still think about Hopps. I shouldn't... Rennart DeWitt doesn't even know this Judith Hopps... The problem is, Nicholas Wilde does... I thought I'd killed the last traces of Nick Wilde inside me but he's still there and that pathetic idiot is still holding on to her... How do I get rid of him? How do I get rid of the thoughts of her?
Rennart DeWitt

Date: Saturday, January 13th
Time: 3:44 PM
During the last skirmish yesterday, I found an intact record player and some vinyl records. Surprising, but it was in that old entertainment shopping center, Fort Frolic. Glad I don't have to meet that Sander Cohen guy, I hear he went completely bonkers even before he was a splicer. Record player needed a few tune-ups here and there and a bit of fine-tuning. Nothing a handyman fox can't fix... The old baby's putting out some fine old tunes. I might take a trip to the surface with the next bathysphere that goes up and head ashore to find some new records.
With some classic tunes playing in my ears while I'm at home, I've begun putting my brainpower to more productive ends... Thinking of starting my own business down here... DeWitt's Baked Goods...
Rennart DeWitt

Date: Wednesday, January 17th
Time: 7:44 PM
Back home after a shitty couple days on the surface. Tried three motels to check into before finding one with vacancies. Ran into that rabbit... Y'know the one, Nick Wilde's lesbien ex-lover... As Nick Wilde, I'm still in love with her apparently, as Rennart DeWitt, I know better... She had the gall to tell me how I should live...! After everything she's done to me! She can go back to whatever the hell she does with that Shay skank...! I gave her everything I had and she ripped my heart out! She can drown!
Rennart DeWitt

Date: Saturday, January 20th
Time: 8:30 PM
We had a company meeting tonight... Mr. Fisk and the other talking heads up top have finally decided that it's time to reclaim and repair Hephaestus. Unfortunately, Hephaestus is still a hotspot of splicer activity. We're gonna' be up to our elbows in spliced-up morons. Please, whatever gods may hear this, please no more houdinis... Hate those fuckers...
Rennart DeWitt

Date: Sunday, January 21st
Time: 9:57 PM
We lost three guys in Hephaestus today... Somehow the splicers knew we were coming and were entreanched, complete with tripwires and proximity mines. Still managed to clear them out, set up round the clock security points. I'll be away from home for the next week or so, stationed here. Gotta' sign off soon, I'm on repair duty tomorrow...
Rennart DeWitt

Date: Thursday, January 25th
Time: 7:22 PM
I've been put on medical leave, "mental issues"... Get this, I'm on security patrol walking around, looking tough, and keeping an eye out for any of those damned mutant drug-fiends when my short-wave starts goin' off. Guy on the other ends sounds exactly like me and calls himself "Nick Wilde". Starts goin' on and on about how much I miss her. I finally snap and tell him to shut his damn mouth, even go so far as to throw my short-wave. Supervisor looks at me funny, tells me my short-wave wasn't even turned on. When we find the damn thing, it's in peices and somehow "Wilde's" still talkin' through it! What the hell...!? Supervisor asked me if Rennart was the name I was born with or if I had it reassigned when I came to live in Rapture. I told him the truth, he sent me back to Athena's Glory with a recommendation to talk to a shrink.
Rennart DeWitt

Date: Friday, January 26th
Time: 12:30 PM
Shrink says I have some psychological condition unique to Rapture called "Burial at Sea" Syndrome. Apparently, BaS affects people who came here to bury their previous lives and start over. Doc said I need to "sort things out with my old self", that it's the only effective treatment. I don't wanna' talk to that pathetic lump who is somehow still alive in my head but he said untreated it would eventually make me go completely crackers. So I'm on house-arrest until I'm "better". My short-wave sits on my coffee table in peices. Guess I'll start tryin' to fix the damn thing...
Rennart DeWitt

Date: Monday, January 28th
Time: 4:30 AM
Goddamnit Nick! I wake up to my short-wave goin' off only to find out it's my damn BaS. Stupid radio is still in peices. I talked to myself, literally, for four and a half hours before going back to bed pissed off. That damned idiot...! The entire time I argued with my other self, he made no outstanding points about going back to her. Just kept saying that I should... I finally told him that maybe I should go for a walk outside Rapture's airlocks without my Big Daddy suit while I'm at it... I swear, if he were a real person instead of my former self I'd put my plasma welder through his skull for putting me through this shit...
Rennart DeWitt
Time: 12:21 PM
I guess it's kinda' cool to live under the sea... Woke up to see a school of small colorful fish swim by my window. Made myself a pot of coffee and just watched the sea life pass by... He tried to start talking but I turned on my record player to tune him out. This is nice... At least I have a way to shut him up when I want some peace and quiet...
Rennart DeWitt

Date: Tuesday, January 29th
Time: 4:27 AM
Another rude awakening coutesy of my former self. I let him speak his peace, that I need her in my life. I was the happiest I had ever been with her. Then I made my rebuttal... "What do you think would happen if I did? She would throw me out and blame everything on me again. Probably get a restraining order and we'd be right back to where we are right now. No thank you... I'm not giving her the pleasure of ruining me a third time. Face the facts, she never loved me! She was using me! That's the last word on it!" Silence followed and I felt a huge burden lift. Am... Am I cured?
Rennart DeWitt

Date: Friday, January 30th
Time: 9:22 PM
I haven't heard from Nick Wilde since my last entry. Talked to the doctor today and he says that I'm showing progress but it'll be a while before my BaS abates completely. He did ask some probing questions, the nature of the split from my old identity and why I moved to Rapture. Once again, I see no reason to hide it. I mean he can't help me if he doesn't know. I didn't tell him everything, just that it all has to do with my bitch of an ex-girlfriend. He said getting a new girlfriend might help but I just don't know if I'm ready...
Rennart DeWitt

Date: Tuesday, February 3rd
Time: 8:52 PM
Mr. Fisk has me on strictly repair-only duties until the shrink clears me for combat-oriented roles. Kinda' sad, I'll miss the extra loot and the exploration but I guess this can be nice too. A few guys from work heard about the doctor's "prescription" and took me to the Kashmir for dinner and a few drinks. The "amatuer singer" they had on stage tonight is a real looker, a light brown otter goes by the name Magnolia Kaldwin, sings like an angel. The guys dared me to talk to her, glad I did. She's someone like me, came down here to get away from the world on the surface. British girl, comes from wealth, parents tried to marry her off to some guy she absolutely hated. Says she thought she was prepared for her life to be rough since she grew up priviledged but had no idea that she lacked so many important life-skills. Sings for her meals now... Dunno' if you could call us dating but we've actually become fast friends... We're catching a movie tomorrow night at Fleet Hall... Wow, now that I actually write that out, I'm really nervous about this...
Rennart DeWitt