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Jan 29 2029
It's been a few days I kind of checked out there for a little bit. Been running on autopilot doing the minimum things to survive but beyond that; I don't deserve anything beyond that. I wanted to tell heather what happened but the words would just not come. I think what cemented it was when I saw Heather the next morning drinking some of the water we got with morning meal. I can't stop seeing the blood in the water. I can't taint the groups only water supply but that also means I am alone.
This morning I woke up before Heather and walked to the back of the compound to watch the sunrise. It wasn't hard I just stare at the wall most of the night anyway. On the third day back it started. I found that the only conversations I could stand were conversations with parts of me. Yes, you read that right I'm talking about about talking to myself. Not in a Multiple Personality Disorder kind of way. They are all me and they know they live in my head. But Sometimes they don't agree and it takes consensus for me to take the next step.
That first day was the hardest the guilt was so much I started making Plans for me to move on. I had gotten a large rock and a rope and on the third day when i was putting it together in secret that's when it happened. I just remember sitting in the glow of the Sun and boom I'm in a conference room.
Everyone was me?
Have a seat. A very serious me said.