ENTRY NUMBER SIXTEEN

WHAT IS LEFT OF MY MIND IS QUICKLY BEING LOST.

NO MATTER WHAT I DO

IT SEEMS THAT MY ACTIONS ARE FUTILE

NOTHING I TRY WORKS AS INTENDED.

SOMETIMES I WISH

I NEVER BECAME ROYAL SCIENTIST.

EVERYTHING I HAVE HAS BEEN

EXPERIMENTED WITH DETERMINATION.

SOMETIMES I WISH THAT I COULD

GATHER MY ENTIRE WILL

BREAK FREE FROM THIS WRETCHED PLACE

AND MAKE MY DREAMS INTO REALITY.

EVERYTHING IS SO DARK.