journal entry .O1 | the eighteenth of september
Hello doctor.
In the grand scheme of things, this is where I'm undoubtedly supposed to tell you about all the tremendously exciting things I've done since my acclimation with the other patients. But I've never been fond of doctors or their schemes, so let's not waste each other's time.
Are you really so fond of me that our therapy sessions simply arn't enough anymore? Or, rather, is this supposed to be the secret passage into some mysterious, unexplored recess of my mind? Oh, tsk. You should know it won't be quite so easy - I like to make my dogs work for their rewards. And considering I'll probably be here for quite some time, I wouldn't want to give away everything too quickly. Where would the fun in that be? But don't worry, I'll play your game, in good time.
But be careful, or I might just end up winning it.
- Maximillion Harris










