Smith 13 – Lightning scorched the sky and thunder echoed loudly through the dark and dismal night as I sat watch for the shadow figure through shroud of heavy falling rain... the storm had started a few hours ago and it was growing ever worse and ever more powerful with each passing second... and a strange shimmering silver-like mist had began to rise all over the Island and the winds from the storm where already reaching near-hurricane speeds... but what is even stranger is that the wind is blowing towards the storm's center which is contradictory to your typical storm winds... is anything that happens here ever normal... probably not... but then one must ask is this place even in and of itself normal... this is a question I have already begun to ask myself... ever since I got here I have some how felt as if I slipped right off the face of the Earth... but if that's true then where the fuck are we...
P.S. – Ever since that moment I first feel under the control of the voices and kissed that young man's lips I have felt ever increasingly drawn to him and I don't know why... something about that moment... that kiss changed me... and I must admit I find myself now entranced by his beauty... and I can't help but feel as if I am losing my self to this place... what the fuck is happening to me...
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Day 5:
Smith 13 –It is mourning now and yet the skies are still black as night as the storm continuesto rage and grow ever more violent and out of control. Lightning struck the communications center of the facility last night and as such we have lost all communication with the outside world... and again I find my self here beside the young man with whom I find myself becoming increasingly obsessed... waiting ... just waiting for him to wake up...
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Smith 13 – I ran into Dr. Susan in the lab today and I asked her if she had been feeling strange since arriving here on the Island... I thought I had been the only one feeling strange but apparently not because she said she had been feeling different... she began to explain to me all the things she had been feeling and experiencing since she first arrived here as I listened intently... I began to share with her about the voices talking to me as well, and about the kiss and the hooded figure I had seen... when I told her about the hooded figure she told me that she too had seen the figure lurking just outside the communications center when the lighting hit it... she said it was almost as if it had willed the lightning the strike or at least that's how it looked to her...
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Smith 13 - the storm is still rageing here on the Island andI am starting to fear that it is not going to stop any time soon and againI find myself kneeling beside the young man's bed entraced i still i do not know why... wait... the shadowy figure is back... i can see him through the mist...nows mychance to follow it i must go for now...
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