The fucking generator blew up! I originally thought it could be repaired but Andrew says it’s beyond that, so that means this place is a bust. Might as well pack up and head out. That Sickness went away so there’s a silver lining I guess? I don’t know what to do at this point, I mean like we could go visit the Art Institute of Chicago. It’s only like a 13hr drive or twelve and half days on foot. It would be nice to visit there. Hopefully that tall motherfucker can’t follow us, seriously who is that guy? We see him sometimes just, out in the distance, staring at us for some reason. Most of the time I see him out of the corner of my eye, but when I turn to look at him he’s gone. It’s so fucking frustrating and infuriating. Anyway, See you guys later. -Jade
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