Update:

The more I find out, the more I feel the need to puke.

A1 knew that all these residents, these people, were just expiring or being disposed of or terminated and they just... Said nothing.

Wasn't the A level's goal to ensure the safety of the residents in the apartment? Shouldn't we be allowed to know these things?

The fact that people were expiring right beneath my feet is sickening.

Sure, it's protocol to not interact with the other levels... But how does that make sense anymore?

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why would they forbid us from interacting with each other yet our main goal, as As, is to ensure their safety?

I'm... afraid to keep thinking. I've even been putting off writing this update because of how much thinking I've been doing.

Cause the more I think, the more I find holes in the reality that I once knew! I'm not sure if my stomach will ever stop aching if i keep doing this, which I must.

...

I think- no I'm sure of it.

But that doesn't make sense.

Something just knocked over one of the empty rations.

I'll come back to finish my report when I figure it out.

Something's in the room with me.

OP 274