I’ve changed my online handle to “Nocta”. It’s probably a stretch to put any sort of faith into a lead found in my dreams. However, I really haven’t found any other clues for several months at this point. I figured that there’d be no harm in entertaining this idea for the time being. Perhaps it will spark another memory?
I’ve felt on edge all day today. I spent most of my day in my room, though I did patrol the Shortcut earlier. Still no signs of the masked man. I feel foolish for having been so affected by his presence. It was only a glance, yet the sight of him has caused me to feel a great deal of anxiety. Perhaps I’m blowing all of this out of proportion?
This paranoia is doing me no good. I keep seeing things out of the corner of my eyes and misinterpreting sounds as murmurs and footsteps. I need more sleep. This isn’t healthy.
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