hatakenin

I don't like this place.
I don't seem to know anyone or anything in this place, and so the nature of my work is contra-indicated by my presence here.
I especially don't like Kaiba Noa, or 'keeping a public journal'.

I have no idea what to write about, but it seems to be a bad idea to piss the psycho off, and I have to wonder - who would want to read what I have to say, anyhow? My students don't seem to have followed me into this hell. The last thing I remember, we had found out where the snake was, and then... well, I wouldn't know how to describe it.

I took a step into what appeared to be a dance hall full of an arrogant drug addict.

Sigh... maybe I'm losing it after all this time, but this appears to be the worst and most tedious of genjutsu ever experienced. I've broken several of these laptops and he just has more delivered. Now I've decided that I do not wish to see him any longer, and so I'm putting these words to the screen. This seems to have filled my obligation, so goodbye.