why hello there
Mood:  don't ask
Topic: things
okay, i havent really posted on here in a while . . . things seem to really be going to shit, it seems. john wyles seems to be totally fucking insane now, and ive finished prometheus nine(at least in the sense of what wyles expected of me, but i think hes still incomplete. i cant place what it is though), but im hesitant to tell wyles that . . . he seems so obsessed with seeing my results; i really think he knows about the genetic sample ive inserted into the chest cavity. maybe i sound paranoid, my friends . . . rex, what do you think? am i far off the mark? you ought to perhaps give me a basic 'mental' reading of wyles if you can . . . i mean, you met him right? dont do anything super-intrusive, though, im against that.

crowley and i have been talking lately, rex . . . ive been reading your last email too. its sensible in a way, my friend . . . crowley and i(and others) have been trying to 'fix things' for a while, but its easier said than done. its just such a complex issue, you know?

anyhow, i guess now that i think about it, im glad you were sort of sneaky while visiting wyles-crowley. but really, my friend, your abilities seem to be a bit, how should i say, dangerous? i have faith that you can control yourself quite well, though. as long as you arent doing anything really dangerous . . .

anyhow, i must get going . . . also, that dream was interesting the other night. do you remember what im talking about? maybe it was just a dream, but i swear to go it was the most vivid thing ive ever experienced while sleeping. you know rex, us sitting there chatting, skipping stones and that? were you there too? or was it just a dream for me?

anyway, talk to you later . . . im going to play one last game of chess with wyles tomorrow night. i certainly hope i win this match; then ill have won control of all 9 models.

until next time . . . !