( introduction, text ) 18th of april, 2011.

[silenthillyways.livejournal.com]

It's taken me a week, but I believe I have this little machine nearly figured out. The letters are familiar enough, but this is no printing press I've ever seen. Not in my wildest dreams could I imagine mankind would come so far - reading each other's words, almost at the speed of thought!

My name is Daniel, and that is the sum of what I know. Not too long ago, I was a dead man, hunted by something beyond even the basest comprehension. Even now, I catch myself looking over my shoulder at the slightest sound. Sleep is an impossibility, and there is a weariness in my bones I fear may never mend itself.

I cannot possibly repay the debt I owe for this chance I've been given to live yet again, and make a life anew in this wondrous city. Not a day passes that I am not left in awe, and every building here is a testament to the sheer ability of man to create. It reduces me to a Neanderthal in this civilized world. It is a unique, and frightening prospect: with no memory, not a speck of recognition in this world, I am forced into a most literal rebirth.

Yet, the thing which vexes me most is the title hero. I've been told that I can ignore my duty here with no repercussions, and yet, how can I not have been brought from my inevitable grave for some higher purpose than simply to exist once again? Why am I here? Am I meant to recreate myself as a better man?

Or am I seeing meaning where there is none?

[TL;DR FOR THE AUDIENCE AT HOME: DANIEL TALKS ABOUT HIS LIFE AND NO1CURR.]

Comments

[silenthillyways.livejournal.com]

Thank you. I think I'll have to treat myself to some of the stranger foods I've seen around.

Mayfair, I believe. In England. But I'm from here, now, aren't I?

[bestkindofcrazy.livejournal.com]

I say start with a good old all-American cheeseburger and go from there. But that's just me.

That's one way to look at it, I guess. You're planning on staying here for a while, then?

[silenthillyways.livejournal.com]

The ground meat sandwiches I've seen? The smell is most tempting.

I have little other choice. There is nothing waiting for me back in what would otherwise be "home".