Was I truly once a Lunar Child? If so, why? These thoughts weigh heavily on my mind, and yet… I’ve no one to whom I can share them with. It’s painful. I’ve become quite attached to the Internet Detectives, but this is a struggle that I must work through alone. If I were to even slightly hint at what was troubling me, I would likely be written off as an enemy, a psychopath, or some mix of the two. I don’t want to lose my new friends. My only friends.
Greth has noticed that something’s been troubling me. I attempt to handwave it, but he’s much too keen… Thankfully, he never dwells on the subject. Instead, he spams me with ironic memes, strange music videos, and images of… “Jake The Snake Roberts”. Though not exactly helpful, I’d be lying if I said his efforts weren’t charming.
Greth wasn’t the only one who noticed my troubles. Out of the blue, I received a message from another Internet Detective – a Spanish user named Jos. I hadn’t really ever interacted with Jos before, yet despite that, he showed deep concern for my well being. Was it really that obvious…? I have to work on keeping my troubles more subdued… Jos’s words were… touching, though. He gave me what was essentially an emotional pep-talk. I wasn’t really sure how to respond, but his words were moving. Truly.
The three of us proceeded to spend the rest of the night in a call together. Over time, several other detectives joined in. It was… nice.
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