Preserve my sanity, for to this I am reduced. Safety and the assurance of safety are things of the past. Whilst I live on here there is but one thing to hope for, that I may not go mad, if, indeed, I am not mad already. If I am sane, then surely it is maddening to think that of all the foul things that lurk in this hateful place.

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