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".....you just don't understand, do you? You wake up in strange places. You find yourself wearing clothing that you have no memory of putting on....much less purchasing. Abrasions that you can't account for. Elapsed time. What does it all mean, Professor? What would your...analytical mind surrender in the realm of a theory concerning this phenomenon, eh?"
-Friday
"That these words may one day find but a single inquisitive ear among my brethen of days to come, I must, at great displeasure, apologize for the previous entry into this, my sanctum of scribblings. It would seem that this eternal prankster....this..'Friday', whomever he claims to be, CONTINUES to disrespect my wishes for a PRIVATE journal. That he would be so cavalier as to interject his words between mine...KNOWING that I will not rip them out, or blot them away, as, my faithful future ancestor, you can see...I write on the back of the page, as well as the front. And yet, even after I plead for him to away....
...he bother me, still. More tomorrow."
-August Tallmoore
Her Majesty's Royal Librarian
Court of Windsor
"Moron. Simpleton. You torture me with your ignorance. Why can't you just accept the truth? WHY must you continue to prattle on and on to someone who MAY read this, one day?!! Why is it we ONLY communicate through this pedantic journal of yours?!!
YOU KNOW WHY!!"
-Friday
"Damn you, sir! There, I've gone and said it. But, it had to be uttered. How dare you trespass into my privacy! However it is you are able to infiltrate my home without my knowledge, it matters little. I have already spoken to the local constablery, and have alerted them to you. So, dare I say, I implore you, before the long arm of justice strikes you down, desist and scurry back into the folds of night that bled your existence!"
-August Tallmoore
Her Majesty's Royal Librarian
Court of Windsor
"You didn't speak to the cops!! You aren't at home!! It was a NURSE! Remember?!! And all she did was nod her fuckin' head, and shoot me full of drugs!! Don't you see, August?! Don't you get it!! If you don't find a way to get me out of this padded cell, I'm going to fuck with you FOREVER!!"
-Friday
"I'm disgusted by your continual presence, sir. So, I will play along with your delusional escapades, if it will bring you any closer to leaving me alone. In that, I will ask you this, with an exhausted sigh: How exactly will your freedom from what can only be described as a perfect habitat for such a mind, bring relief, or, have anything to do with me, in the slightest?
I await your answer, my mystery writer. With an air of sarcasm and baited breath."
-August Tallmoore
Her Majesty's Royal Librarian
Court of Windsor
"You fucking idiot. I show you the light, and you simply will not look at it. Fine. Then I'll spell it out for you.
Feel that...prick...right there? In the back left of your head? Feel it? As you read these words? Yeah. You feel it. You know what it is. Don't you? Of course you do. Now you do.
It's very, very simple August. When you're in danger, I'm in danger. When you die, I'll die. And, even as you live, so do I.
Admit it, August. Look in the mirror. Watch your eyes. Watch their color. Nice hazel brown, eh? Your eye color, right? The one you've always had, right?
Now....watch it....change...
Don't you see? You can't be rid of me.
We are the same person."
"....oh dear...."
