once upon a time..

three - the words of a deserted criminal.

SPOILERS FOR THE FINALE OF UNFINISHED SYMPHONY!!

12/31/49

dear diary, it's been about a week since timber...went missing. i've gone back to the place we spoke last multiple times to look for her, but she probably already got up and went to go look for me. i miss her. i've left clues all over the city (or, what's left of it) for her so she can come and find me. she HAS to come and find me. we have to live on together. i don't want to be alone.

12/31/49

two entries in one day, wow. i didn't do anything too special today, although i was able to go into the jewelry basement and steal some of the gems that were locked away in the vault. i'm surprised they didn't get blown up, but then again, this is a pretty secure area. anyways, timber still hasn't found me yet. she probably got kidnapped by that fucking bitch striker. god i hate him so much. i hate him. i hate him. i hate him. i hate him. i hate him. i hate him. i hate him. i hate him. i hate him. I. HATE. HIM.

1/5/50

happy new year!! woo! i made a couple of resolutions this year, one is to build up defenses for the base to make sure that nobody can come in (except for timber, of course), and the other one is to finally find timber. i really just want my friend back. i miss her. i'll do anything. i'd give all the money in the world just to see her again. i can't lose anybody else. i just can't.

1/17/50

i didn't leave the base today, there's too many cops around and i didn't want to get caught. i'm too tired to fight. i barely managed to get out of bed. i still haven't seen timber at all, but i was able to gather enough materials to build this mini drone that i can use to search the city without having to go out there myself. other than that, me and amber have just sat on the couch. not really the best day, but it'll get better once timber comes home.

4/7/50

hey, i haven't written here in a while, and looking back on all of these entries, i just feel sad. i've come to terms with the fact that timber is gone, and that she's not coming back. i can't stay here in arcana anymore, so i'm gathering all my stuff and i'm hopping on the next plane to los angeles. amber is pretty excited to move into our new penthouse, and i'm thinking about becoming a writer. i'm sure the world will eat my stories up. anyways, i really came here to end this chapter of my life, and begin a new one. so, timber, a final message for you: i will never forget you and the journey we've been through together, and you will always be my best friend. we'll be together eventually. goodbye.

11/16/50

aphelion. that's your name. you took timber away from me. you better watch your back, you son of a bitch. because i know where you are. i know how you think. and mark my words, i will not rest until you're dead. good luck, and let the hunt begin.

i wrote this based off of this audio i heard on tiktok that talks about the five stages of grief btw so yeah lol (if you haven't heard it yet, here's how it goes):

they say there are five stages of grief. denial, anger, bargaining, depression, and acceptance. but i'd like to add one more:

revenge.