They must have made one of those database articles or something, right? If I could set off a goddamn bomb I can write to a database. I hope that laptop is still on and working.
I think I managed to find the right way to go about it. "Write what I'm saying to the place they keep information on you." Seemed like the most appropriate place to put my cry for help. I just hope it shows up.
I didnt mean to set it off I swear to god. How was I supposed to know there was a bomb? Who keeps a fucking bomb in their laboratory?! I'm sorry. They told me to try to get the computer to do something, so I told it to blow up the place. I didnt mean it! I was only joking. I promise I was only joking just please get me out of here.
Please please please please
It's been about a day now, I think. I have no real way of telling. It looks like this thing runs off batteries so I dont know how much time I have. I'm trying to come up with a way to alert the authorities but I dont even know what side of the planet they sent me to. I could be on fucking Mars for all I know. Fuck, I dont even remember my name.
I fell asleep at some point. Dont know how long I've been down here. I'm starting to get thirsty. I have enough room down here to designate a corner to do my business in at least. It's too dark to see anything, even with the light of the Game Boy. I tripped on something earlier but I havent been able to find it. Hopefully it's something I can use as a digging tool, but I'm too scare itll cave in on me so maybe not.
Okay, I've tried "Send my coordinates to the local police with an SOS message." Fingers crossed.
Still nothing. It's been at least two days. I'm gonna take a nap.
It's an arm. Oh my god it's an arm. I'm going to fucking vomit. Please help me. Please.
I cant take it anymore please help me I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry
No no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no
I think I hear voices nearby. Thank god, I'm not gonna die! I'm not gonna die.
Un-fucking-believable. It was just another person trapped below the debris. He's... kind of weird. I hope I can just think this and itll go through. I mean, I dont know if saying it was working, so does it really matter?
He said his name is Lawrence. Army guy. Sometimes when I turn this thing on I get a glimpse of his face. Fucked up from the blast, I'm sure I dont look any better, but... he wont stop smiling. Full tooth grin, just staring at me, everytime its light enough for me to see him. He keeps asking me what this thing is. I'm running out of excuses and this guy is creeping me out. Please hurry.
It wasn't too long ago that I would've given one of my kidneys for some human interaction. How quickly things change. Hes started to giggle. Shut the fuck up. Shut up. SHUT UP. YOU GODDAMN PIECE OF-
He knows what I'm thinking. He can read my thoughts. Oh my god, what the fuck is this thing? Why would you keep this thing around? Hurry. Please hurry. I'm begging you.
hes telling me terrible things. Telling me where the nuclear silos for all the world governments arsenal. Launch them he says. I'm scared. Oh god I'm crying. I'm so scared. I cant even remember who I am or where I'm from and this... fucking THING is telling me to blow everyone up. I'm not just scared of him. He cant be real, I must be imagining him. No.
I'm scared i might actually do it.
badthoughtsbadthoughtsbadthoughts I'm not gonna do it! You can't fucking make me. You can't make me.
This is my last attempt. I can feel myself dying of dehydration. Theres a bit of rubble just waiting to fall. One good kick should do it. I can crush this stupid Game Boy and whatever he is along with me. If I had a family, I'm sorry. God, I cant even remember if I have a family or not. I really didnt mean to blow up this place. Now I wonder what other fucking monsters you had hiding here. Maybe I did the world a service. Goodbye.