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Journal Log 235, In the Midst of Chaos
They are coming. They have found me. I have been compromised.
I am sending this to you, because something went wrong.
I will be making you the next Nobody.
You will never be known anymore
You are going to be the next Nobody.
Take my clothes that you have probably found with this journal.
You are the single thing that will keep the world normal.


You are our only hope of keeping everything intact.
A Nobody.