Rorschachs Journal October 21st 1985:
12 pm Checked maildrop. No mail. Just candy wrappers and soda cans. Bought the Gazette. Read to keep myself entertained. Man killed his two daughters. Said he wanted to spare them the nuclear war. Killed himself afterwards. Good. No one will miss him. No one will see hes gone. Only one man less in this town.
Felt impatient. Waited for message from Moloch. Visited him last night. Said he didnt know anything. Not convinced. Somebody knows. Had all day to wait. Day passes slowly. Got more impatient every minute. Hate this disguise. Makes me feel like an opened book to fear, weakness, and lust.
Sat on staircase across the street. Stared at trashcan. People passed by in a hurry. As if they were late for anything. World doesnt have time to settle down and take their time anymore. Woman walked pass me. Went back on her steps and sat next to me. Creature wasnt a whore. Was nonetheless just as disgusting. Judy, waitress