This morning Sugar told me Fill was dead. I wasn’t sure before. I had hoped he was alive somehow, but she convinced me that I’m wrong. We talked for several hours, so I didn't have time to write to you. I don’t think I want to anymore as the leviathan is seeking to destroy me by eating my all my words. So I’ll hold them in my throat where they can’t get at them.
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[Del]'s Diary
Ficção Científica"Del" wakes up drugged in a seemingly empty hospital -- locked in a room. Everything she has ever known has been deleted: her memories, her identity, even her name. But then the night visits start and she begins to be tortured by memories that could...