Day 1
I am not exactly sure what has happened here. I'm writing this on the back of my latest business enterprise. I don't think that went well, I've lost a knife somewhere. It looks like I'm behind a mirror again, but surely that must be a dream of some type? Being confronted by a three headed dog and multiple version of myself. For some reason, I don't seem to get along with myself very well. Things could get bloody. What the hell? Did Nav hang up on me?
Day 3
Fed myself to a three headed hound. I believe the hound got indigestion. The other mes were annoyingly nice after that incident. Taken to writing reminders to myself on shattered fragments of glass. No shortage of those to be found. Unable to make contact with spouse. Assume he is out with the Watch, doing watch things.
Day 7
Having read multiple versions of the last several days in as many different hand writings and languages, I've decided that someone here is quite insane. Must get to the bottom of this.
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