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[22 Mar 2011|05:42pm] |
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[the entry starts with Syaoran hurrying inside, looking pale and panicked from briefly being outside and seeing the destruction. He starts speaking quietly, the audio picking up accidentally]
What the hell is this... They said dangerous things could happen here, but this is too much...
[he grabs the journal, intentional audio now (maybe would normally filter but doesn't even think of it)]
Sakura...! You're okay, aren't you? Tell me where you are, I'll come to you.
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[22 Feb 2011|05:48pm] |
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[After checking the area for dangers, he finds a place alone and sits in silence for a good amount of time, staring at the Welcome Center ladies as well as the journal, a slightly suspicious look in his eyes. He frowns a bit, then finally he starts to write]
I don't know what's going on here, but I suppose I have no choice. They say nothing will happen until I write in this journal, so here goes nothing...
I've been trying to figure out what happened to me, but I can't really remember what brought me to this strange place at all. I don't think I'm in danger, but I haven't let my guard down yet. Everything feels weird here... but I can't put my finger on anything specific. All I know is that I have to find my way out, so I can get back to her...
[he blushes a little, then shakes his head as if to rid the thought, trying to clear his head before he begins writing again]
Anyway, I have to take those ladies' word for it about this journal. It seems like a odd way to make any progress, but I've looked around and I don't see an exit. There must be a kind of magic in writing here, otherwise they wouldn't make me do it at all. I think I can sense it. Hopefully if I just keep this up, something will happen and I can figure out what's going on here.
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