[Del]'s Diary

ENTRY TWENTY-SIX

I feel expanded somehow. As if, ever since the dreams, I’ve downloaded both the student’s and the killer’s language libraries. Words are coming more easily now, and I’m remembering so many more of them. Today, I am too enamored by words to bother writing last night’s dream down.

I’ve written a message to Fill on my wrists where the pinpricks are.

A single word: “don't.” Sometimes the simple words are all the ones you need.

I wonder if he’ll read it.

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