Dear Diary,

It's Biscuit again. Today was my first day in prison. I had a lot of fun and made lots of new friends. Everybody here is very nice. I had so much fun that I forgot to write in my diary for the whole day and now it’s already time for bed. I’m too excited to go to sleep so I’ll write in it now.

This morning we finally made it to the Spire. I had never been in a boat before so it was really scary! It moved around a lot and I thought I was going to fall in the lake. Bran looked like he was going to be sick. He still doesn’t know I followed him here. I wanted to talk to him again but I had to hide. The guards don’t know I’m here either. Because of my Curse, nobody will ever find me!

“Floor ninety-nine.”

The Warden was scary. He’s like Dad. I was scared he was going to sniff me out but I kept quiet in the corner and nobody noticed me.

“Why?! Why couldn’t it have been a rom-com?!”

Bran complained about stuff I didn't understand. He's nice though so it must've been something really important.

I followed the guards that took him away and they went into a big room with a lot of people. Even though there were so many people, nobody saw me. All I had to was quietly follow.

We got in a moving room that went up. And then another one. And then another one. I forgot how many we went in, but they all went up. I was scared that we might fall back down again. One of the guards said somebody on the ninety-ninth floor fell all the way down and died. He laughed about it. I didn’t laugh. I didn’t think it was funny. Bran didn’t either.

When we got to the sixty-sixth floor, we passed somebody who was pushing a cart with something yummy-looking on it. It looked yummy so I took it. I took a bunch of them. It was pudding. They were yummy!

I followed the guards and Bran into another moving room. They called it an ‘elevator’. This one was fancier than the other ones. I think stuff like this is made by dwarves. They must be really smart. I wanted to meet a dwarf one day. And I did! But I didn’t know that yet. That happened later.

We made it to the ninety-ninth floor and they took Bran through a whole bunch of doors. I had to stick really close behind otherwise they would have shut them in my face. I don’t know why they need so many doors. Bran is nice. He didn’t do anything wrong. It’s all my fault. I’m sorry, Bran... I’m really sorry...

When we got to the last door, the guard pushed Bran through and spat at him. I don’t like that guard. He was really mean. He couldn’t see me, and the back of his neck was open, so I wanted to dig my claws into... No. I don’t really want to do stuff like that. I don’t want to be Dad. I want to be Biscuit.

Bran wandered around the new room for a while. He was talking to himself a lot. The room was a big circle with a high ceiling. The guards called it ‘Curse Ward’. I thought the name sounded scary but now I don’t anymore.

I thought about finally talking to him since we were alone, but I didn’t know what to say.

Hello! You were really nice so I followed you here! As if I could say something like that! It was too embarrassing so I just quietly followed behind some more.

Suddenly, there was a noise at the door and it opened back up again.

“Stupid monkeys! Brainless morons! Mouth-breathing, maggot-brained—!“

Somebody else was thrown through the door and it slammed behind them. It looked like a little girl. She was even smaller than me. Her face was really pale and I thought she might’ve been sick.

“Tch. ‘Built by the dwarves’, my ass. This place is way too advanced...”

I thought she was a little girl at first but then I thought that maybe she could have been a dwarf instead. I had wanted to meet a dwarf, but this one looked mean and scary, so I didn’t talk to her.

The dwarf girl went to look in the prison cells while Bran sat down at one of the tables in the big room. I sat down next to him and he started talking to himself about stuff I didn't understand. He still didn’t know I was there. I wanted to say something but I was scared he would be angry at me. It was my fault he was here in the first place after all...

“... should be fine. As long as it isn’t horror. That’s the one thing I don’t... Ah. Toilet.”

Suddenly, he got up and walked away somewhere. I think he needed to use the bathroom. I didn’t want to follow him. I think he really would get angry if I did that...

As I waited for Bran, the door suddenly opened back up again. A black-haired woman was pushed through and spat at by the mean guard. I really don’t like that guard.

“Fwahaha! Pepper Black is a woman who is always in perfect health! I would never get sick!”

The woman had blood-red eyes, sharp teeth, and sharp black fingernails. She was scary. I thought she was the scariest woman I had ever seen in my life. Everything about this woman was scary and she smelt like blood and fighting. The same kind of smell the Warden had. The same kind that Dad had.

The scary woman looked around a little bit and then started walking straight toward me. Could she see me? Did she know I was there? These thoughts raced through my mind. It was scary. I was scared.

Suddenly, she grabbed the table I was sitting at and threw it at the ceiling. I didn’t know why she did that. I still don’t know why she did that. It’s still stuck there even now...

I was too scared to move. I wondered if she was going to throw me next. Until her tummy rumbled. She started to frown. She looked confused. Confused and sad.

She was just like me...

She looked scary, but her clothes were cute. They didn’t look like the kind of clothes a scary person would wear. They didn’t seem to fit her very well either. They were much too small. Maybe she wasn’t used to wearing cute clothes? Maybe she was never allowed to?

Just like me...

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I shouldn’t judge people for things they can’t help. That would make me just like Dad. That would make me just like Grandpa. I don’t want to be Dad. I don’t want to be Grandpa. I want to be Biscuit.

I took a chance. If it went wrong, I could just run away and hide again. Because of my Curse, they would forget about me as soon as I ran out of sight anyway.

I reached up and tugged on the scary woman’s skirt.

“I-if you’re hungry... I have, um... I took it f-from...”

“Fweh?”

I held one of the puddings I had stolen up in front of me. I decided that as soon as she took it, I would run and hide. I could wait and watch from there...

Suddenly, blood started exploding out of her nose.

“E-eh? Why!?”

“Cute!” she yelled, as blood poured from her nose. “The second cute girl today! Surstrom Spire is great!”

‘Cute’, she said. ‘Cute girl’, she said. It was the second time in my life somebody had called me that. She was the second person to ever say that to me. Cute girl...

She wasn’t mean at all. She wasn’t scary at all. She was just like Bran. She was nice.

She took the pudding and told me her name. It was Pepper. I told her my name and she said it was cute just like me. She told me to call her ‘big sis’. She said she always wanted a little sister because all her sisters are older than her.

Big sis Pepper is nice. She has pretty eyes, a kind smile, and pretty nails. She smells like crispy leaves and sleeping under the warm sun.

We had fun talking together and then she said she was going to have a look around. I told her I wanted to do something first and I left her to go find Bran.

“... not like I necessarily need the ‘com’ part, I guess. ‘Rom’ is fine all on its own..."

He was still pooping so I went to go find big sis Pepper again.

“Idiot! Gorilla! Meathead!”

“Fwahaha! Faster! Wetter! Let me put it in!”

I found her with the mean-looking girl. They were spitting and yelling at each other. The other girl was only just a head. I didn’t know why she was just a head. I don’t know why they were so angry at each other.

“Get puked on, you little—!”

I tugged on Pepper’s skirt, and she turned around.

“D-do you remember me?.. I-it’s okay if you don’t...”

“Fwah! Biscuit!”

She remembered me! I was scared she wouldn’t remember me. People always forget me when I’m not around. And even when I am around, people can look right at me without seeing me at all. Like they’re ignoring me. That’s my Curse. I don’t want people to forget me though. Maybe that’s what happened to Mom...

“Tch. Another one. First this stupid gorilla woman, now some snivelling wolf boy. My cell isn’t a damn petting zoo, you know!”

The head talked to me. I thought it was mean. I wasn’t a wolf boy. I was a girl. I was Biscuit.

“Fweh? Are you stupid? She’s obviously a girl. Look how cute she— Ah! Now look what you’ve done! She’s gonna cry now because you called her a boy!”

“Keh! You’re calling me stupid!? That’s—! A-ah, wait, they really are crying. S-sorry, kid. Wait, let me get back to my body real quick...”

Pepper put the head back on its body and the mean girl sewed her separated pieces back together again.

“Ah... Wolf girl, was it? My mistake. I think arguing with this meathead had a negative effect on my cognitive abilities...”

The mean girl wasn’t mean at all. Her name was Mei-Mei. It was a cute name. She said it was a nickname. I didn’t have a nickname. I was just Biscuit.

Mei-Mei was a dwarf. Being a dwarf made her small, but even though she was smaller than me, she still talked like an adult. I wish I could be more adult. Talking is hard so I wish I was tall like an adult instead. Even though I’m already nineteen years old, I don’t know why I’m still so short. Maybe Mom was short...

Me, Pepper, and Mei-Mei talked about fun things and ate pudding together. Afterwards, I went to look for Bran but he was still pooping. I waited outside for him but Pepper walked in instead. She didn’t even see me. She just walked right past.

Nobody ever notices me... Sometimes I want to be noticed too...

Pepper walked back out and waited next to me. She didn't know I was there but it felt nice to pretend she came and stood next to me on purpose. Bran finally came out after a while and those two started talking about something. Then they started arguing. Pepper was getting really angry and tried to pull on Bran’s head so I stopped them.

“D-do you remember me? It’s okay if you don’t...”

“Eh? You’re... that girl from the other day? What are you doing here?”

Bran remembered me! I was very happy he remembered me!

“I-I was arrested too. Same as you...”

I lied. I didn’t want to tell him I had followed him here on my own.

“You too? Why?! That’s two innocent people! Two! That’s messed up! I’m kind of happy I’m not the only one being picked on though... Oh? Could this be a drama-mystery instead, maybe? At least it’s not horror, I guess...”

Sorry, Bran... It’s all my fault... It’s all my fault...

I was very happy talking to Bran again. He was really nice. Everybody in Curse Ward was really nice. At some point, a tree showed up too. I think the tree must be nice as well.

Me and my new friends had lots of fun together. We all picked our own rooms and we made them close together. I picked the one next to Bran.

It was such an exciting day that I had to take a nap. When I woke up, everybody was eating dinner. It was jerky. Big sis Pepper made it. It was really nice! I was sad that I didn’t get to help cook with everyone but Pepper said tomorrow was another day!

Tomorrow is another day!

I’m looking forward to tomorrow! It might be the first time ever! I hope every day is this fun!

Big sis Pepper just finished saying goodnight to everybody. I think she’s going to bed now. I’m going to get some sleep too. Goodnight!

...

I can’t sleep. I’ve been thinking that I’ve always wanted to do a sleepover. I think it’s when friends lie down in the same bed together and talk about dreams and stuff. I don’t know. I’ve never had any friends before. Bran is my first friend. Maybe I’ll see if he wants to do a sleepover.

...

I checked in his room but Bran was asleep. Both Mei-Mei and Pepper are asleep as well. I should be too but it’s hard to get to sleep. I’ll close my eyes and try again.

...

I still can’t sleep. I still want to do a sleepover...

I’ve decided to go sit on Bran’s bed until I feel sleepy. Bran is nice. I don’t think he’d get angry if I did. I have to be careful not to fall asleep though. I don’t want to have another accident again... Especially during a sleepover. That would be too embarrassing. I think I would cry.

That’s all for now, I think. I’ll write about how the sleepover went tomorrow.

So, goodnight! Again!

- Biscuit