A Distinct Path [A Roblox Piggy Story]

Entry 2

I hate this. I hate this all. But at least I know Dixon is safe. He said the others were all called downtown to deal with a riot? He wasn't sure it was a riot though. He said he heard smashing windows while eavesdropping on Paden in his office.

I trust Dixon, but I felt deeply concerned about why he locked himself in the garage. Maybe he saw the thing in the main cell area. It got stuck between a few bars, maybe chasing Dixon? I don't know. But I saw a police car that had crashed through the back brick wall of the courtyard. Most of our prisoners were just robbers, some due to being released in a week or two.

This headache isn't going away. As I'm writing this, I have seen the gas amount. I fear I'm going to slow him down and get injured from this stupid f\/|~ing headache. I have to censor that because I can tell Dixon is watching me like a hawk. Probably going to ask questions about my headache.

I also found the mask in my desk drawer. Surprised it was there, but I took it to hide my battered face. He got it for my birthday, which is tomorrow. He looked like he nearly had a heart attack, actually, he had a panic attack, when I broke the door down, so I had to reassure him that, no, I was not some other random person, and yes, I had the mask on because I looked hideous. We both agreed I looked hideous. It is rather interesting being one of the only humans on the island, but it makes a great way to lie about a backstory. Did my parents abandon me? Probably. Do I care? No. Not one bit.

Oh no, the gas has run out. Dixon is glaring at me to stop, so I'm just gonna continue to ann