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Chapter 3 April casually tapped the end of her pencil against the side of her face as she stared down at the writing pad the doctor had given her. It had been his suggestion that she work on a journal as a way to focus her thoughts and get her mind on other things. Given the circumstances, she wasn't sure how much it would help, but any relief would be welcome. With that, she began to write. "Dear, journal," she vocalized as she scribbled. "It's been three whole days since we arrived on Coruscant, and we're still settling in. Fortunately, the hosts of this house as well as the efforts of Doctor Honeycutt have made the whole transition more bearable. It still doesn't feel real; The earth being gone. I try not to think about it, to put my mind on other things, but it just seems like my mind always falls back into those last few moments before the planet was engulfed by that horrible, swirling, black vortex. Just like that, millions of years of culture and people gone, and me and Casey