August 18th, 2016
3:51pmIf you're reading this, it's probably too late.
...and yes, I'm aware that I could get sued for writing that, what with it being the title of Drake's critically-acclaimed mixtape, released in 2015 under Cash Money Records...
...but screw Drake, I'm kind of in a serious situation here.
You see, I was out taking a walk yesterday evening, it was a nice day you know, I just wanted to take advantage. I don't get out much. I mean, I struggle to maintain productivity on some occasions, so it's nice to get out of the house and stretch my legs a bit. So I did, and it was nice.
...well, until this happened.
You're probably wondering what this is, exactly, and to be perfectly honest, I'm not entirely sure.
I decided to walk a bit farther than I usually do. Where's the fun in engaging in the same routine on every occasion? I figured I'd try something new. I live in a quiet suburb, just south of downtown Fùggonton, and if you go far enough south you can get away from all the modern civilization, experience pure nature and all that. It's real popular with the college sorts, as you'd expect.
But anyway, I went off the beaten path only to get...
...how you say?...
...nabbed.
Oh no, the floor boards above me are creaking...
They must be coming to check up on me, I can't let them find this journal, people must know my story!
Sincerely in fear,
Ted Hobbs
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