Dear diary,

I spoke with the intruder today. I've decided to just call him intruder because I don't want to believe that Goodman has forgotten me.

He was my only family that was there for me, and now he's gone. Or maybe it's me that disappeared and he's fine in Bobby's house. The last time I saw him, like the real Goodman, was so long ago. He was injured and being treated by Bobby's robot butler. I think it's name was Herman.

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The intruder speaks of a world that's prospering. They don't have an apocalypse where he's from. He says he has to get back home because he has to take care of his niece.

Apparently her paren't died in a car accident. It's kinda creepy how similar it is to my life. But only my daddy died in the accident, mom is still in America.

Love,

Tina