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I opened my eyes, and surveyed the landscape around me. Not much to survey. I was in a small forest clearing, sun beaming down brightly without quite hurting my eyes, or, oddly, even causing me to squint or grimace. I didn’t remember getting here, but I guessed it was just because I had just gotten up, and I wasn’t very coherent for at least an hour after I get up, on a good day. I wasn’t sure if today was a good day or not, but I guess we would find out soon enough. I got up and wandered around the place, quickly losing myself in the thick trees and undergrowth, the clearing forgotten till a later date.   The forest was b

[Two figures walk into the dark room, barely recognizable] [They are KEILA HARRIS and AMBROSE ANTHES] [They sit on opposite sides of a metal table] [AMBROSE ANTHES leans forward, taking out a yellow folder] "What was your relationship with [WILLIAM HARRIS]?" [AMBROSE ANTHES] "He was my brother." [KEILA HARRIS] "What were your experiences with him?" [AMBROSE ANTHES] "He was not the most social person, you know." [KEILA HARRIS] "Tell me what you experienced, whether or not you actually experienced a lot, just tell me what you know." [AMBROSE ANTHES] " Well, for one, he was one of the most reclusive people you probably ever would have met. You c

In a forest in the wilderness you'll often hear the sound Of breathing right behind you, gone before you turn around And the experts always chide your words "A monster in the woods? That's just absurd!" And they'll have a few laughs, go back to their studies And then hide the bodies, some still bloody. But you don't know that, and you never will Because as soon as you do, you're the next to kill. And because you now know this you won't last too long But if you value your own life, you'll at least play along.

A girl was born in a quaint little town Where she would work at the mill and her father would frown For her beauty surpassed all of her peers And her father had harbored the regular fears But the darkest secret of this far-off place Came to light when light left a traveler's face And the girl would walk up, a seductive grin And the father would come and bash his face in. And the young little girl soon learned what to do When someone displeased, she said, "I do" And when her father would come, eyes all a-blazing The poor young boy or girl was lost to his crazing And for a couple of years, this worked for the girl But then she got lonely, an

A choice in the making, a being in the flesh A string of constant consciousness, And then, a final breath

The reaper comes swiftly, a silent jury When the ones he judges haven't the strength to worry And he brings them all down to a silent court Where they watch the life, for the timeless sort And the sin is measured, for the length of time And the virtue is measured until the bell chimes And whichever is greater shall win the fight And go down into darkness, or up, into light.

Anna looked up, clad in the colors of mourning once more, gazing out the windows that had seemed so much brighter just days before. She said she would come back. She said that she had cared about me more than anything, and maybe that was her reason, but it didn't feel like it. She had slipped away again, and there was again no shoulder to cry on, no one to talk to. Anna's friends had left with Elsa, it seemed. There was nothing really left for Anna, but she would slough off all of the pain, all of the weariness, and live on. Anna thought about moving from the hard wooden chair  overlooking the fjord, with the pristine lakes and rugged mounta

So far, I've actually accomplished quite a lot. I've had to kill a few people to get the information I needed, but that doesn't matter. I guess none of it does. I'm a wanted man now. Not that I'm a guy, but, you know. There is really nothing much else to do. I got up from the smoking fire, deciding that it was time to call it quits. The fire was dying anyway. But something about it caught my attention, by chance. the smoke wasn't black or gray, it had this odd little tint to it, like a dusky kind of red, mixed with brown. I looked closer. I didn't see anything else of any supposed importance. And when the plastic explosive went off, I didn't

Video Journal Library User: anthes.ambrose@*********.com Entry 1 out of 43 12:43 AM [Man walks in, slightly balding, a medium-quality suit on] [Looks bedraggled, and tired, doesn't look like he wants to talk] [Opens mouth several times, doesn't speak, seemingly scared or in shock] "Well...." he said, trailing off. "I seem to be in a bit of trouble, don't I? [Attempts to smile, instead looks pained and nervous] "A few months ago, I met a new patient, a William Harris, I think it was. He didn't seem  to be doing well, didn't have any friends, and had some psychotic episodes prior to his landing on my doorstep." "He seemed to like opening up, l