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71: Hostility

I'm starting to feel a bit better.

I'm still a little sore, especially when I walk too quickly, but it's manageable. I step out of the elevator and keep my eyes down. I don't want to look at any of the others, and I don't want to draw any attention to myself.

I'm a little late, about twenty minutes. I know he hates tardiness, but he isn't going to fire me. I know that for sure. The others, though, might find it suspicious. Who cares, though? They're already judging me, and they've already assumed that I'm fucking Damien. So, let this be the confirmation. I've got better things to worry about.

There's the handwritten letter on my desk. I haven't been making copies of it, I'm paranoid about cameras. I snap an occasional picture and send it to Devon, but I don't know if he's working on deciphering them. He hasn't told me anything concerning that, but I keep doing it. It's my life that's in danger now, and I'm going to get out of this mess.

Aaron hasn't tried to communicate with me, and I
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