Dear Diary,
I’ve made my decision. I’m going to follow the instructions. I don’t have a choice—not really. This place has a will of its own, a force that’s been guiding me since the moment I arrived. To resist it would be futile, and maybe even dangerous.
Signed,
The Youngest of Patricks
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