1. In Confessions of a London Librarian/A Dialogue Between Self and Same, I was exhausted from helping Thage get ready to move to North Dakota.
"I'm falling apart"2. In The Facade Cracks, I was still reeling from discovering that my memories had been fakes.
"listen to Reach or the Fallout will be far worse than You can possibly imagine."3. In Crux, I was recovering from the cold I'd stressed myself into while caring for Ava.
"I'm in a nightmare. help me."4. In WHISKEY, I was mauldy with the drink.
"be EVER vigilant reach watch the signs"5. In Oh, Christ, I had a horrible hangover that Ava had only made worse with her little paper bag trick.
"the worst of all will be hung from the trees"So, yeah, these messages aren't exactly inspiring confidence but they're not being made for no reason and they're only made when I'm not in full control of my mind. So, Ava and I have conceived an experiment. She and I are going to lock ourselves inside her room with lots of writing/drawing materials, paper, the laptop she nicked from Thage and copious amounts of alcohol. I'm gonna get pissed off my head and she's gonna keep an eye on me while I hopefully write and draw shit, maybe even post here again. Ava's not just there to observe, however, it's also her job to bring the experiment to a close when I pass out. Okay, there's a can of cider with my name on it. Also "Magners", because it's only known by its TRUE NAME back in Ireland. Let the experiment begin.