TESTAN

Yeah.

Proto's been nagging me to use these journals more often. I can't really think of anything to say, though. I guess this is...

...hey, wait. Anybody who's reading this that's not my brother, I have a question for you.

Why do you think you're here? I mean, not in the philosophical sense, but why are you here. In Purgatorium.

[tapping at the keys]

…ah, here we go. These aren't too bad, actually, for low class. So, yeah… I'm not much for these journal things. I guess they're alright if you like this sort of thing.

[heavy footsteps as he walks away, leaving the terminal connected]

[distantly] Yo, Proto, I'm back! Sorry for ditching you, I wanted to–

…Proto?

[more footsteps, faster]

Hey, Proto, what are you doing on the floor?

[silence]

…Proto? Bro? Hey, wake up! Proto! Pro– [terminal disconnects]