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August 8, 1995
A few weeks have passed since the strange incident with the watch. Riverdale's mysteries linger in my thoughts, and I find myself returning more often. The town's secrets, like whispers in the wind, beckon me.
In the midst of all this, I made a decision. I built a small house here, away from the chaos of city life. A quiet space, or so I told Soyeon. She didn't question me. She wanted to join. I promised her that I'd return every day and that unless it was that urgent, I would be home every night.
I didn't even get it painted completely. A mere extension of my workspace, that's all it was supposed to be. A place where the river's hum could fuel my studies.
