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Look at this place, brother. Can't believe we made it here after everything. Two years, just wandering around. No food, no shelter, nothing. Then boom, this happens. Found this weird building, got these strange readings. Something's not right here.

The rain beats against your skin like tiny needles. Through the mist, you see them: skeletal figures shuffling through knee-deep mud, carrying loads that would break stronger men. Your muscles scream with each step, but stopping means death in this green hell of the Pacific.

The walls whisper tonight. 312 steps from my bed to the window. I watch shadows dance like they used to. My hands shake. The memories flood back, bitter and sharp. Someone's laughter echoes down the hall. Not real. Never real anymore.

Can't believe what I'm seeing here, brother. Three days without food, walking through this mess. Then boom, there's supplies. Never thought I'd find anything. This place, it's different now. Everything's changed, but we're still here, still surviving.

Listen closely. Your darkest moments aren't your weakness; they're your strength in waiting. When the world sees your smile, but your soul carries pain, remember: this is where warriors are born. Every tear, every doubt, is forging your legacy.

The walls whisper tonight. 312 steps from my bed to the window. I watch shadows dance, remember her smile. It burns inside. Time moves like thick syrup, drowning memories. They say I'm better now. But the echoes never stop. Never stop.

What's that you're holding there, been waiting how long for this moment? Could be nothing, could be everything. Time doesn't move like you think it does. Seventeen years or seventeen seconds, makes no difference when you're counting what can't be counted.

Look, I understand you want to meet up soon, but my schedule is really packed right now. I've sent you messages explaining everything. If you don't believe me or trust what I'm saying, that's fine. I know who I am.