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.... (so much of nothing)

Journal Entry - written:

After the hotel closed, we were evicted, so to speak. I'm wandering and it feels like a deserted wasteland. I've not come across anyone, or anything for that matter.
It feels like a Dystopian novel of sorts, if that makes sense.

I got a couple messages from Oz and I find myself relieved to know that he's not dead. He says he doesn't know where he is either.
obligatory post so journal isn't deleted.

Entry 001- Private (hackable)

I feel as though I've fallen down some monster's lair into a twisted world. I have no idea how to get back.
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