I don't know why but... everyone I talk to seems to want to be my friend. I caught someone taking pictures of me while I was eating. It's kind of unsettling, well... very, unsettling. Every day I think " that guy in the hazmat will stop this" but he never comes. I haven't seen him in 5 days now.
I don't think I like this place anymore. I would leave but someone scuttled the only way out, and so I'm trapped along with hundreds of monsters. If someone from the fbi or something is looking into my private files please send help.
I fear that I may die here.
Jay out.
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Randomi thought about telling a story from a science log instead of a normal story. i do not own anything from or in kaiju paradise.
