Message #42.

To: Ridley.

From: Samus Aran.

Subject: Where We Fall.

I don't much care anymore Ridley, for anything at all. It's all become automatic for me; I have no one in my life anymore, I have no one but those who continue to haunt me. I know not where I will go, but I feel like this moment of realization will pass, to be assumed by my stone hard mind again.

I can't take that Ridley. I can't go back to not thinking again for so long, yet I've only begun to feel different at all. I know I feel noble in what I do, but there are times like these where I see something else, as if all my work is sickening. Yet when I share my story society will praise me if I defeat you and your people. I have to play out that story, if I resist it I don't know what will happen. I can't be the darkness, I can't hide from the truth. I have to fight and fight more, there is never time to think, time to do anything but fight…