There's alot more noise then usual.

But i guess it's okay. that means it's the end of the cycle i think.

There's rumbling but also other sounds. I can't make it out anymore, i don't want to.

Earlier today, B1 said that they are jsut about ready to bring me up. Right on time... the black goop is getting really close. I already had to move over towards the elevator. I found some string and tied my box of things on to my back. The old bucket that mom used to use for me is my only water now. I've just been pottying on the wall over there but the black goop always gets rid of it by the time i think about it.

They said that they will need to take care of a few things and get prepared before they come down here to get me.

i didn't tel lthem yet. Who i am i mean. I don't think it matters. I think they already know.

I found a picture of them. WHile i was grabbing more papers to pack on the way. Mom just wrote on the back of the photo 'b1'. I think she was trying to hide the camera so that they don't see it. I think he looks nice neough. Ij ust have to trust him.

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ANy moment now.

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Do you think they'll care?

About the black stuff on my hands? It's not like the regular goop.

It hasn't moved at all. It's just on the tips of my fingers but i think i'll be okay.

How many days ago since that happened?

Is this normal?

I don't know...

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the black stuff is getting really close now. It's moving faster. It\s liek it knows that i'm leaving.

B1 get here soon.

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I found mom.

she was at the end of the hall.

The black goop is off her face since she was using it to reach me.

Mom isn't coming back.

I don't thin k i'll have the chance.

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