Feb 4, 2022
He sits at his desk, elbows resting on the hardwood and chin resting on laced fingers in thought. He summons a couple Hands and picks up a notepad and pencil with them, then begins to pace. He often paces. He claims it helps him think, but his fellow Scientists know that it’s most likely anxiety. He pushes that thought out of his head. After a moment, he commands the summoned Hands to write.
ENTRY NUMBER ONE.
TODAY I DISCUSSED PLANS FOR THE CORE WITH THE KING.
HE HAS DECIDED TO SUPPORT ITS BUILDING.
I AM EXCITED TO BEGIN CONSTRUCTION.
THE CORE WILL MOST LIKELY BE A HISTORIC
CONTRIBUTION TO THE UNDERGROUND.
HMM.
I HOPE ITS SUCCESS OR FAILURE WILL NOT
GO TO MY HEAD.