[handwriting sloppy, but strikeouts legible; posted at the end of breakfast]

[dividedby]

To the people who were out in the foggy field last night : [...the occasional lines through letters here was thanks to a botched attempt at underlining. Hey, it's kind of hard drawing straight lines when you can't even walk in one.]

I was the replo robot that shot people out there.

Landel changed me and then changed me back I don't know how he did it. all I know is that he made me do it but I didn't want to. I tried to fight them but they stuck me with something and now everything feels funny and the room spins. feel like I'm dead

but maybe we're all dead always been dead

[something else was written here, but it's been scratched out entirely.]

sorry. I'm sorry. Didn't want to hurt anyone



[somewhere further down...]

X, Harpuia: Was that realy you ?

If it was does that mean Ciel is real too?

Am I real? what's real

I dont know anymore



[and even further down...]

LEANNe

why did you say you were okay but you lied yesterday. Are you really okay?

Comments

[dividedby]

Yes?

who is this?

[knightspirit]

I was there. A boy. I knocked you over.

[dividedby]

[...so many scribbles here from false starts.]

Sorry

[a few more scribbles, then:] how did you kick like that?

[knightspirit]

It doesn't matter.

Soccer, mostly. That wasn't anything to be impressed about.

[dividedby]

but Humans don't kick like that

What do you mean soccer?

[knightspirit]

Plenty can, if they work hard enough.

[a few pen marks]

... What's there to ask? Soccer is soccer.

[dividedby]

None that I know just reploids.

Your assuming I know what you know but that's probably not true.

[knightspirit]

...

... I don't know what you're talking about.

[dividedby]

I don't know what you are talking about.