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I would like to apologize to this diary and the pages I'm wasting with my incomplete dribble. I didn't think writing down my experiences would be this hard, but then again, I've always been a melodramatic person. When given a purpose I tend to keep it together, but I.. can't seem to find my words.

A few days ago I was taken by a group of mysterious life forms onto a big, futuristic space ship. Reading this sentence back to myself, it truly sounds ridiculous. But I'm looking around the room I'm in, and it's part of said vehicle. It's still here, I'm still here, and everyone I once knew is still dead.

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