[Some strange scribbling that one could call writing is left on the bottom of this note]
YOU CAN'T LEAVE!
None of us can leave.
Don't you get it? They're watching us, the war was a distraction for them to move in.
Blue, green, black and orange.
They're here now, trust no one and nothing.
WHO IS YOUR REAL FRIEND?
THE WHEEL SPINS AND SPINS AND SPINS
Why do books have so many pages?
- T.L.
YOU CAN'T LEAVE!
None of us can leave.
Don't you get it? They're watching us, the war was a distraction for them to move in.
Blue, green, black and orange.
They're here now, trust no one and nothing.
WHO IS YOUR REAL FRIEND?
THE WHEEL SPINS AND SPINS AND SPINS
Why do books have so many pages?
- T.L.