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Audio Log 180 (the other ones were lost to unknown causes), as well as a Camera Feed
Date: July 1st

(whispered)
I really hope he responds today... I even got the camera out to record our faces during the conversation...

"H...how are you feeling today, sir?" I asked Ghost warily.

(mumbled, hard to hear)
"Kinda good... you?"

*a surprised but quiet gasp can be heard in the background; the camera shakes a little bit*
"I-I'm doing well, sir."

"...what's been going on around here?"

"What do you mean by that, sir?"

(Ghost slightly lifts his head, barely noticeable)
"Everyone, always around me, it's... confusing - they're all moving so fast. How did I get back here? All I can remember is that I blacked out on a sidewalk while running away - but I don't even remember from what."

I decide not to tell Ghost what he had been running from in the first place.

"So," I clear my throat. "So, are... are you okay, sir? You've been... distant recently."

...

"I'm sorry..."

"About what, sir?"

"This. Keeping all of you guys up, watching me, caring for me... I don't deserve this."

"Sir... I... don't think you get it. We are all doing this because we care about you, not because we're being forced to!" I responded cheerfully.

"YOU DON'T GET IT!" Ghost said in an outburst, lifting his head and slamming his right fist on the table in front of us, making me jump.

This was the first time he moved since June 22, after all.

"D-Don't get what, sir?"

His head dropped again. "Everyone just- caring for you when you know you don't deserve it, not knowing what you've done for the past few days, not seeing barely anything around you... not even knowing if you can be around people anymore..." he trailed off.

I stayed silent.

"...I...I'm sorry... I'm a horrible parter... and an even worse friend..." Ghost whispered before going into a fit of crying, covering his face with his hands.

"It's okay, s-" I moved into to hug him, but he put his right hand up to my chest lightly, holding me back; a could see where he had hit his hand into the table - it was probably going to bruise.

As he lifted his head more to be able to see me, his eyes peeked out from under the rim of his trademark stained gray hoodie, showing more sadness than I have ever seen in them... and I had seen some of his worst moments. His eyes were their usual deep amber-brown, and I could tell he was searching me for reconcile, his eyes darting around my face.

I gave a small, reassuring smile, and moved in to hug him again. This time, he didn't resist, and embraced the hug, going so far as to even try to lift his own weakened arms so he could hug back.

*the software stops for a little while and then crackled back with just the noise from the voice recorder*

(whispered to the voice recorder)
Something had unnerved me after I gave him my smile.

He had had a flash of crimson eyes and an almost-demonic smile on his face for a split second.

And I have it recorded.
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A/N
Thank you EVERYONE for reminding me to update again. I kept trying to, but kept getting distracted. Main thanks to TheAmazingTexel, NatalieJekyll, and FateSpeaker2319 for keeping me on track to update this story! If you have the time, please go check them out, they are very amazing people.

This time, I promise that I will update more - if I don't, I'll have FateSpeaker2319 smack me on the head at school lol.

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